He was the reigning Olympic gold medalist. I was a girl from the islands of the Philippines. His English was broken but I was trilingual in Tagalog, English, and Japanese. I knew nothing of his world and he didn't know mine either. But I guess that's what drew us together. I guess that's what made us whole. Together. This is a work of fiction. I don't know the real personalities of the people used in this book nor am I trying present any truth.

"you can sing?" "if it's for you, sure."

"I'll be back. I promise." She said

verisimilitude: [ver-uh-si-mil-i-tood, -tyood] noun the appearance or semblance of truth; likelihood; probability something, as an assertion, having merely the appearance of truth. it's all a lie. but it has verisimilitude. so you believe. you know me, and i know you. but do you really know me?

Yuzuru Hanyu settles into Toronto and meets an interesting neighbour. She's mysterious, and nobody knows much about her. But when they meet at the rink, he knows that they are destined to meet.

One of my earlier series! A 10-chapter story with a bit of fluff and I'm supposed to write a side story series for this but OAAP's taking up all of my time so it'll take a while lol. tbh i still like this series hehe :3 i guess i'm kinda attached to it since it was the first multichaptered fic I wrote. ^^

"If I win.. if I win the gold medal, will you stay?"

Who really believes in magic? Genies, fairy god parents-they're not true at all. Until you see them for yourself.

Just for fun collection of little winter-themed random drabbles/one-shots.