Days when Yuzuru weren't busy were when he would walk home with Misaki. The two would make an excuse saying it was the fact their homes were in the same direction, but they would often wait for the other to begin the trip home.
"I have a competition coming up soon." Yuzuru stated.
"Really? I wish you all the best for that. Will you be missing out on school then?"
"Just for a little while. Practice starts tomorrow. Do you want to come see what it's like? Only if you're interested, of course." He said, sounding nervous but confident in his offer.
"Sure." She agreed.
"Great! So, I'll see you tomorrow at the rink around noon?"
"I'll be there." She said.
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The night felt like forever as the two anxiously waited for the slightest hint of daylight. In the meantime, Yuzuru was picking out something decent, or at least, a decent sportswear that had been washed thoroughly from a variety of warm-coloured tops, to several of the blue ones he had worn on several occasions.
Meanwhile, in the house not far from his residence, Misaki was picking out an appropriate attire to wear. She would recall her mother scolding her for her choice of clothing whenever the two went out, saying that it was too plain as someone who is her daughter, and as she was laughing to herself at the memory, her phone vibrated.
"Speak of the devil." She said in an annoyed tone.
From: Mother
You better stop playing games and come back home young lady! Don't you think just because your father is guarding you from me means that I can't come get you.
The teenager rolled her eyes at her mother's literary tantrum as she threw her phone onto her bed.
"I'll come back after I graduate. Now stop bothering me, I have to pick something nice to wear." She said, as she browsed through her closet, finding a nice dress that she had never gotten the chance to wear.
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The sun eventually came up, and as Yuzuru made his way to the ice rink early in the morning, Misaki woke up feeling anxiously excited to get to the ice rink.
She had breakfast, and then began preparing herself while watching TV. She saw the latest fashion show being aired, and amongst the crowd, was her mother, sitting next to an empty chair as she paid attention to the models walking on the runway.
Her smile faded, as she changed the channel to watch some cartoons. She had begun doing her make-up after, nothing too heavy, trying to keep it simple and natural as possible, while having the music blasting from the radio.
As she was all dressed up, she looked at the time to see that it was already 11:40a.m.. Grabbing her bag, she made her way to the ice rink, her smile of a little girl throughout the journey.
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Yuzuru was as focused as he was during his practice, and every move was conducted perfectly, and once it was noon, his practice had ended, and he was simply practising a while more with the children at the rink to past the time.
As he did one more round, he heard the sound of applause, as he saw a girl with long, dark hair smiling at him. Shy and embarrassed, he skated around, smiling from ear to ear as he got to the edge of the rink.
"I'm impressed." She said, "You're a great figure skater, Yuzuru-kun."
"It was a good practice." He said, "You look nice."
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In Our Corner of the World || y.h.
Fanfiction"it was in this moment, this place became our little corner of the world." The story evolves around seventeen year old Yuzuru Hanyu, who was still in high school, and Akiyama Misaki, the new girl who came to their town. The curiosity he had for her...
