Under the Snowcapped Carousel.

Under the Snowcapped Carousel.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Sep 5, 2026
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Alternate Universe (AU)
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Mystery
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Being blamed by the whole nation for murdering your sister is painful enough, but what if you yourself have no idea whether those accusations are true or false? 𓏲ּ𝄢═══🎠ᛝ═══. Under The Snowcapped Carousel. I've always loved when Noona would tell me stories to bed. Especially mysteries and crimes. I love theorizing with her, what might've happened, connecting clues with her, it's my absolute favorite. Her voice is always so soothing, it's like a lullaby moms sing to their little ones. "Seungho-yah, have you ever heard of doppelgangers?" she whispered to me as she caresses her hand gently on my forehead. I open my eyes and lace my eyes on her face. "Yeah, I have, noona. Why do you ask?" "What would you do if you see one?" "I'd approach them." I see her tilting her head, probably in confusion, by the brief answer I gave her. "Why? You do know that according to superstitions, meeting one can lead you to your death?" I turned my head and look up at her face. Her smile went from a curve to a straight line. The soft look of her eyes shifted to something else. Something.. I can't read. "Do you believe in that?" She didn't answer. "..is there something wrong, Noona? You kept questioning me this since this morning.." I ask her again. She shakes her head and smiles. "Just a random midnight thought." But what is she hiding? "Now, close your eyes and go to sleep, Seungho. You have to save energy for tomorrow." Nevertheless, I close my eyes. Tomorrow, we'll go and ride under that snowcapped carousel. And that was all that mattered. It's been years, and you still haven't told me, Noona. 𐬺𖦹꧁🎠꧂𖦹𐬺
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Quinn Taylor has made a career out of looking calm. On the ice, she's America's favorite kind of pressure-proof-bright smile, steady answers, the skater everyone wants to root for. Off the ice, she's an only child with a perfectionist's brain and a habit of carrying too much alone. The cameras love her. The country expects her. And the one place she can't afford to fall apart is the one place she's dreamed of since she was little. The Olympics. Macklin Celebrini has always made things feel lighter. He was the new kid at a Northern California rink at twelve-Canadian, polite, a little lost-until Quinn decided he was hers to keep. He became her best friend in the cold air and early mornings, the person who could make her laugh mid-breakdown and never ask her to perform for him. Then life did what life does: seasons changed, schedules got brutal, distance widened, and the kind of friendship that felt unbreakable turned into occasional texts and quiet missing. Now they're both back where the world is loudest. At the 2026 Milan-Cortina Winter Olympics, Quinn is chasing the skate of her life for Team USA. Mack is carrying his own weight for Team Canada hockey. When reporters find out they grew up together, the story writes itself-childhood friends reunited, smiles caught on camera, a thousand strangers deciding what they are to each other. The only problem is... the strangers aren't entirely wrong. Between past chapters at a small California rink and present days in the Olympic Village, Quinn and Mack have to figure out what they really meant to each other then-and what they're allowed to be now, with medals on the line and the whole world watching. Because it's one thing to love someone quietly from a distance. It's another to have them show up in your life again and make everything feel possible.

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