((A/N okEe so this is my very first time wRiTinG a StoRy, it might suck, so there was your warning))
Vitya's POV
It started out as any other day, I woke up, made breakfast for me and Makkachin, and then went down to the ice rink for practice. When I arrived I saw Yakov talking to someone, I didn't know who. But god, all i knew, is that they were really cute. Maybe I should go introduce myself,
Maybe,
Maybe,
Ah, forget it, he looks like he's out of my league anyway. He's probably straight too. "Ah, Vitya! Come over here!" I hear Yakov calling me over, I try my hardest to ignore him. I'm trying to avoid that raven haired beauty. Maybe I should just man up, and go talk to them.
Maybe,
Maybe,
"Alright" I say, as I walk over to them. "Vitya, this is Yuuri, I'm going to be coaching him, along with everyone else."
"Hello,"
He spoke,
It sounded like a million angels singing in perfect harmony,
His voice was beautiful,
"H-Hello," I tried my hardest to say it back, my voice even cracked a little. Maybe he's the one,
Maybe,
Maybe...
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A/N
WoOoOOOOOoooooOoOO
I just wrote a chapter to a very terrible cringe story,
If you're reading this, thank you for reading my garbage
Have a nice day :^)
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