Yuri's Point Of View
I felt myself being pulled out of my bed by instinct as my arms stretched out and my legs hit the floor.
I was up before my alarm could open my eyes and make me groan out in protest.
Protest the responsibilities that were thrown at me like some kind of baseball.
But it's not like I dodged the ball, so complaining wasn't gonna make it any better.
I went and grabbed my practice clothes off of their hangers as I quickly slid on my glasses and fixed my hair in the mirror.
Hair that was just as much of a disaster as it was on those early mornings in Hasetsu with my mom.
However, everything else in my life right now was the farthest thing away from a disaster.
The farthest thing away from a routine.
Well, besides skating.
Which sadly fell into the category of a routine and fit it like a glove.
This was what almost every single morning of my week looked like whether I was late or on time.
And it was easy to figure out which one I leaned more towards.
As soon as I was ready though, I grabbed my keys and duffle bag and found myself walking through the ornate lobby as I stepped outside into the fresh air.
Today, the air was unusually warm as it heated up my cheeks instead of chilling them, and the sky above shown down on the streets with a warm, springy light.
For most people, the fresh air and partial vitamin c would have been enough to wake them up........
But I was pretty damn exhausted.
And it was no secret that I didn't exactly look forward to skating practices.
But today.......
It's like I was almost practically begging for it.
I was practically begging to see Victor.
Begging to see him after what we had said last night.
...............
"I'm in love with you."
"I love you too."
...............
It seemed almost like it was deja vu.........
Or some kind of dream........
Or maybe it was even an illusion.
But to my surprise, those words had been said on the rooftop of that memorable apartment building.
The word "love" was something I thought I'd never feel for someone.
In fact, I thought I was incapable.
Because well....I was Akio Katsuki's own personal prodigy.
And, I never thought I'd be able to find someone who would feel that same way about me in return.
Whether they were capable or not.
I didn't know if I would find that fairytale that all the story books talked about.
Honestly, I thought I'd end up with the kind of love that was shown in my parents marriage.
Which wasn't even love.
It was a tragedy, not a fairytale.
But........
Love is something that influences even the destroyed prodigies and the hopeless romantics......
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Teach Me ⚣ Victuri
FanfictionYuri Katsuki is an amateur figure skater who can't seem to live his life the way he wanted to after he graduated college. His father, a retired figure skating champion, signs him up for the most elite training school, which he founded, located in t...