Tch, I really need to start getting work down on this room. I've been here nearly a week and I still haven't done anything to it except put up my temporary bed, small table and wardrobe for now until I properly do my room up in which case I get good sturdy furniture.
I sighed to myself before I jumped back, my back instantly hitting the light covers of my duvet. I turned my head so that I was staring up at the ceiling.
It's been a couple of days since I walked out of the ice rink. Well at least I think it is, I haven't been keeping up with the dates recently. I've just been doing what I usually do. Watching anime, eating ice cream and other lovely foods that I like. And it seems that I've found a new hobbie as well. Staring at the ceiling.
As I gazed up at the ceiling my mind drifted over to the two boys that I had walked out on jus a few days prior.I clicked my tongue.
Why am I even still thinking about them. I should just stop thinking about them. I mean, thinking about them isn't going to change anything, I've already walked out on them now. Nothing can change the past, no matter how much you'd like it to.
I sighed and rubbed at my eyes. I thought about the way I had spoke to Victor.
Tch, it's no good feeling guilty about. After all, he deserved it. And I its not like I was being really rude to him, I weren't swearing after every other word. No. I was just putting him in his place. I nodded my head. Yeah, I wasn't actually doing anything bad to him. I was just helping him understand that people have boundaries and he needs to understand that. I sighed and rubbed a bit harder at my eyes. Ergh, I don't really care about that Russian bastard at this point. The only person I'm slightly worried about is Yuuri. He looked quite worried back then. I exhaled loudly and sat up. Tch. I looked at my reflection in the mirror.
My hair looked unruly from where I hadn't brushed every single knot out of it. I had been brushing it just not with as much care as usual. The dark rings under my eyes had grown darker than they were before. My usual resting hours off four had gone down to just about two. My eyes looked different as well. I closed my eyes and stayed like that for a couple of minutes. I opened them shortly after a chime sounded from my phone. I picked up my phone and looked at who texted me.
Yuuri: Hey Hana, hope you don't mind me having your number. Mom got it off your mom for me. I just want to tell you that Victor feels bad for what he did to make you made you do (although too be honest he doesn't think that he did anything wrong that would upset you, at least that he knows of anyway) Anyway, please message me. I'll be at the skating rink all day if you need me
P.S Victor was the one who wanted me to message you just to let you know
I raised an eyebrow. Tch, I doubt that Russian bastard feels bad. He's just saying he feels sorry because he feels that it mark leave a mark on his reputation if he doesn't. Hm. I twirled the ends of my hair around my finger. I mean it's not as though I didn't tell him before. He just doesn't listen to people. That is definitely one of his downfalls.
The two children held each other's hand, one of them holding the others tightly, almost like it was afraid to let go.
I stopped twirling my hair and stared out the window next to my bed. I stared outside at the view, my eyes focusing on every individual flower and splash from the koi pond. As I stared, I felt images start to flash furiously behind my eyes.
The children watched as the man began to spin.
Damn it. I picked up the hardback book that was laying on the side next to me and threw it at the mirror, hard. A crack spread in the centre outwards. I saw the littles shards of glass fly into the floor. Shit.
I got up from where I sat on my bed and crouched down to the floor, placing all the little bits of glass into my hand. Gonna have to be careful, I'll cut myself on the pieces if I don't. After I finished collecting all the tiny micro bits of glass into my hand I threw them in the bin in the corner of the room. I stayed standing for a moment, staring at what was next to my bin. My wash basket for my dirty clothes.
In that basket was the clothes which I had worn to training just a few days prior. I hadn't been bothered to actually pack them away properly when I got home so I chucked them in the wash basket instead even though I had worn them barely once and hadn't actually done anything in them.
As I continued to stare at the sparkly material my thoughts drifted over to Victor and Yuuri. God damn it. I clicked my tongue and turned away. I stared at my phone which still sat on my bed. I stayed staring for about five minutes. As my thoughts clogged my mind I finally made up my mind.
3rd Person
"So Hana's really back?!" Yuuri chuckled at the eager brunette. It was expected, this was how the older female had always acted.
"Hana's really back Yuuko." Yuuri watched as Yuuko, excited with Yuuri's response, proceeded to jump up and down a couple of times before she stopped and began to repeatedly fist pump thee air instead.
"Woah! Yes; Hana's back!" Yuuko's triplets stared up at their Mom, confused as to what she was so excited about. Victor and Yuuri could not help but crack a smile at the bubbly young woman.
"So when did Hana get back?" Takeshi asked Yuuri. Yuuri thought carefully for a moment or two before answering his friend.
"To be honest with you I'm not really sure, I'm guessing it would be around a week or so, probably less than that." Takeshi nodded at Yuuri before sighing at the sight which was otherwise known as Yuuko. Victor nodded at Yuuri.
"Ah yes, I believe she got here a couple of days before she met the two of us." The triplets looked ever more confused now. It didn't take long before Yuuko noticed her daughters confusion.
"Oh yeah! I forgot, you don't know who Hana is do you? We'll she's-" The sound of the door opening cut Yuuko off.
Instead of sighing or moaning about the interruption like most people when their conversion is cut off, Yuuko simply smiled and turned around over the desk. A closed eye smile present on her face.
"Welcome to the Ice Castler! How can I help you today-" Victor and Yuuri turned around from where they were talking to Takeshi to face who had just walked through the door. Their mouths opened up slightly.
"Hana?" Yuuri's voice was almost silent as he spoke. Takeshi turned around and stood next to Yuuko, their set of three girls just in front of the desk next to Victor and Yuuri. Just a little in front of them stood a woman.
The woman stood with her arms crossed over her chest, each hand tucking nicely into her arms. Her long dark locks was like a sea of hair behind her, twisting and twirling in the slight breeze coming from an open window.
She wore a white long sleeved crop top, her lightly tanned stomach showing where the fabric didn't cover it. On her legs was a pair of grey striped leggings reaching just to her ankles before going into her socks and her burgundy trainers. Her eyes stared at everyone in front of her, like emeralds that had just been cut. They seemed to stare into everyone's soul. She raised an eyebrow at the group of friends in front of her.
"So, are we going to practice or not?"
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Her Skate of Life (Victor Nikiforov X Oc)
Hayran Kurgu"She's going for it! Will she make it?!" Then; She went for it. She jumped. Then, darkness. Hanako Shinohara tries to live a life of solitude in her room, refusing to come out to interact with people. One day though, she thinks back to when she was...
