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Inspiration (viktor nikiforov)

Why me? Why did I have to fall in love with the one person way out of my league? I'm in my twenties now, you'd think I'd at least have a boyfriend, but no; all my focus had been spent on watching Viktor Nikiforov, my inspiration, follow his dreams. I'm a female skater, but I've never gotten as high as him. It's my final year skating, and I still haven't gotten over the good-looking figure skater. And it wasn't just the way he looked, either. In the beginning, I had no interest in skating, but then my American family moved to Russia, where I saw Viktor perform. This was way before he became one of the most famous skaters, but even so, the way Viktor was able to move with emotion on the ice inspired me. I began taking lessons, and found an amazing coach, and I began to grow up right beside him, but hidden away in the corner. The problem was that I've never had much confidence to talk to him. Especially now, where he's a nationally known skater. He would think I'm just another fan, but it's so much more than that.

He's always had the most amazing personality. Kind to everyone, kind of goofy, but also very philosophical. He treats everyone with kindness, even all the annoying fans. I've always wanted to talk to him, but I didn't want to be thought of as just a fan. Sure, I'm also a figure skater, but I'm not very well known; he probably doesn't even know my name.

But now he's a coach, meaning he's done with his skating career for now. It could be my chance to meet him, or maybe even have the honor of him watching one of my performances. If anything, I want him to see me on the ice. I always try my hardest to be at the top, and it's all for him, so I can be noticed. Many of my pieces use him as an inspiration and muse, and I want him to see that. I want him to see my love and admiration for him, without having to express it with words.

It's the cup of Russia, and I've come to watch the performances. Not only do I want to see Viktor's chosen prodigy, I want to see Viktor. Yuri is lucky to have someone like Viktor as a coach, and I truly hope it helps him improve.

I stand by the rink with my coach, Airi. With an arm around my shoulder, she watches Yuri Katsuki's performance intently, pointing out how much he had improved from his last performance. As if on cue, Viktor heard her comment, and turned his head toward us. I blushed slightly, trying to find my voice.

"Hi Viktor! It's nice to see you as a coach this year!" Airi says cheerfully, waving him over. My blush increased, and I squirmed. What did she think she was doing?!

"Yeah? And why is that?" He asks with one of his signature wide smiles.

"I-um think it's nice you're giving others a chance to skate. You're too good, you beat everyone with flying colors." I say nervously, looking down at my feet afterwards. He laughed, making me feel a bit better.

"Say, Airi, who is this? I didn't know you found someone to coach." My eyes widened, and my head snapped towards her. She knows Viktor?! What the hell did I miss? She laughs slightly at my silent reaction she could read so easily.

"This is Alex, I met her in Russia about a year ago. I saw that she was extremely talented, and kind of reminded me of you, and so I offered to coach her. I'm not that great, but Yuri has been helping out a lot with that. Speaking of Yuri, when will he go on?" I looked back and forth between the two of them. How exactly did they know each other?

"It's nice to meet you Alex. I think Yurio's next, but I should go catch up with Yuri. His performance is almost over." He waved, walking back over to his position at the edge of the rink.

"Just what the hell did you think you were doing?!" I hiss. "You know about my crush on Viktor! I almost had a heart attack!" I whisper shout, looking at the miniature coach in shock. She giggles, hiding her face.