Elana Ferrer never really had goals. For her, life consisted of nothing but surviving school until the next day -- until she saw him.
In the eyes of Yuzuru Hanyu, Elana found something to truly be passionate about. The cutthroat world of figure sk...
Lost in thought, my finger ghosted over my lips whilst I gazed blankly ahead. The sound of a horn brought me back to the present. I sat back and leaned on the glass window.
It's been a few weeks since I admitted to myself that, yes, I did find Yuzuru attractive. It's also been a few weeks since my life turned into chaos. Was it an exaggeration? Might be.
It was perfectly plausible to find someone beautiful or handsome, physically pleasing, in an absolutely innocent manner. Does finding someone attractive already constitutes to falling in love on said person?
Heck no.
Flustered, I smiled awkwardly and combed the tresses of my hair back with my fingers. Even if I did have the slightest, teeny tiny bit of crush, it was just that, a slight admiration of sorts.
My face felt hot at the mere thought of it.
It's just an appreciation of Yuzuru's... admittedly superb boy-next-door features.
The bus stopped and my team disembarked. We were surrounded by dozens of cameras as soon as our feet touched solid ground. Coach Brian was beside me as we headed towards the stadium.
The whole competition passed by in a blur. I was able to distract myself by focusing on my free skate preparation. Afterward, and in no time at all, my turn came up.
During my skate, fatigue came upon me again. I was able to do a better run this time but I needed to downgrade some ingoing and outgoing transitions just to have a clean program.
