PERSPECTIVE

PERSPECTIVE

𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬.

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02. MORE.

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sunghoon droops down to lock his phone, walking into the ice rink in the early morning, the dark of dawn seeping out of the coldness of his breath as he plugs in his earpods.

he watches over the ice rink as the music repeats, watching the ghost of his memories play over the ice, his limbs, unforgiving, trying to resist the temptation to skate again.

in the hour of dark, sunghoon wails deeply inside, wishing he had the freedom to choose this career, wishing that-

"you again."

sunghoon flinches, hearing the sound of a new familiar in the space. looking up to see the girl on the opposite side of the bench, she stands in spite of his view. she was in the rink, her skates on a hilt as her staggered breaths manifest against the glass.

"if you're gonna keep watching and not skate along, ill call security."

"if you think i'm a fan, i'm gonna have to disappoint." sunghoon stammers back, crossing his eyebrows. the man stands up, stuffing his earphones into his pockets. before he could leave, the girl skates on par to his footsteps.

"you say you're not a fan, but i've seen your obsessive comments, sunghoon." y/n scoffs. "i've seen you here before, and that jacket--" she points, "thats jungwon's. i'm his friend too."

how bold of you. sunghoon turns to her, tongue poked through his cheek. "so what, i'm not here to watch you like a weirdo. i'm here for my own entertainment." he argues back.

"right, and thats what makes you a weirdo." y/n fights back, skating away, "if you're not going to skate, get out."

"i can't. i have no skates on me." sunghoon prevails, "and if i did, why would i spend my time watching you do a bad axel."

"excuse me?" y/n breaks the ice with the blades, stopping as she fastens her pace to face him, "what do you know about axels? hm?" she flaunts, "did that under 18 championship get to your head?" to which sunghoon bursts, laughing at her response.

"oh? sorry, i thought you said i was the fan here." he chuckles, making y/n frustrated by the this man's retorted behaviour towards her. it's not like they knew each other well, so why are they going lengths to fight over themselves?

"yes you are! and you will never be in my place."

those last words riled up sunghoon so bad, he chucked his earphones and open bag to the side with the same familiar that were scattered along with it. y/n couldn't tell, but she realised all along he was wearing them, she was played.

opening the gates from the bench came in the black clothed sunghoon, slender and lean, his limbs urging to rush forward towards y/n and show it how its done. sunghoon reaches up to her, brows furrowed at hers. "alright then, show me how you think its done, and ill show you mine."

the two continued to spar non verbally, trying to up one of their performances, and eventually they share notes, improvements, critique and most of all- nasty remarks. "your form is ass." y/n sighs, to which sunghoon would reply, "tell me how you placed 3rd when you couldve been first." the two continuously played at the game of shitty critique until sunghoon snapped.

"this isn't right." he huffs, looking at the early sun peak through through one of the roof blades. "no.. no this isn't right." he repeats.

"i should be studying for my law unit. this isn't what i should be-" "yo chill-" y/n tries to silence out his worries.

"shut the fuck up." he spits, to which y/n blinks in surprise. she scoffs, thinking that sunghoon and her would be good friends by now, but her views towards him stay.

"this isn't right." he repeats, skating back to the edge, before opening the bars to let him out. y/n catches up to him, giving him another word before he leaves- this time , leaving her to reflect.

"told you, the ice was crispy at this time." she huffs, blocking out the weird interaction she had just firstly faced with sunghoon. "to think that i was gonna see him at the party first." she laughed bitterly.

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𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬.

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1. WEIRDO.

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y/n huffs as she locks her phone, shoving it into her jacket as she carries her duffle. her compressed jacket and sweats weren't enough for the cool breeze that hit her in the night, but the success of another routine warmed her, and finally, she agreed that she'll enjoy a good dinner before resting.

dropping her things into her car before driving, she checks over her gear before the treck back to the dorms. "wait-- fuck!" she breathes, realising her dorm key was back at the locker. y/n sprints back to the rink, opening it before she heads to the locker rooms.

the shadow of a figure catches her eye, as they cross her eyes within the dimly lit space. it was dark now, there was no way other students would've stayed past her time. y/n knew every soul that traversed this space, to her it was sacred. so she screamed in response, running and bumping into the figure before grabbing her keys.

"WHAT THE FUCK." she yells as she finds a man her age crouched over the bench she jabbed him on, and he stammers his breath, mumbling under it.

"'m sorry... i didn't know there were other people here." he says, sitting up. his hooded jacket covered his features, but y/n was quick to identify it was just another student.

in return y/n calmed down, returning the apology. "sorry, i just never seen anyone here at this time besides myself usually.." she trails off, grabbing her dorm key before awkwardly heading out. "i guess you should enjoy the rink if you're planning to skate, the ice gets the most crispy!" she smiles at the hood of the student- memorising the pattern that was on his hoodie and shoes before leaving, keeping to herself that if she ever told the gang, she would've been ridiculed for the year.

the student scoffed as she left, listening to her advice. "why should i? i don't belong here. not anymore."

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𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬.

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08. ADVICE

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𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬.

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06. LATE!

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𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬.

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1. WEIRDO.

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y/n huffs as she locks her phone, shoving it into her jacket as she carries her duffle. her compressed jacket and sweats weren't enough for the cool breeze that hit her in the night, but the success of another routine warmed her, and finally, she agreed that she'll enjoy a good dinner before resting.

dropping her things into her car before driving, she checks over her gear before the treck back to the dorms. "wait-- fuck!" she breathes, realising her dorm key was back at the locker. y/n sprints back to the rink, opening it before she heads to the locker rooms.

the shadow of a figure catches her eye, as they cross her eyes within the dimly lit space. it was dark now, there was no way other students would've stayed past her time. y/n knew every soul that traversed this space, to her it was sacred. so she screamed in response, running and bumping into the figure before grabbing her keys.

"WHAT THE FUCK." she yells as she finds a man her age crouched over the bench she jabbed him on, and he stammers his breath, mumbling under it.

"'m sorry... i didn't know there were other people here." he says, sitting up. his hooded jacket covered his features, but y/n was quick to identify it was just another student.

in return y/n calmed down, returning the apology. "sorry, i just never seen anyone here at this time besides myself usually.." she trails off, grabbing her dorm key before awkwardly heading out. "i guess you should enjoy the rink if you're planning to skate, the ice gets the most crispy!" she smiles at the hood of the student- memorising the pattern that was on his hoodie and shoes before leaving, keeping to herself that if she ever told the gang, she would've been ridiculed for the year.

the student scoffed as she left, listening to her advice. "why should i? i don't belong here. not anymore."

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PERSPECTIVE

𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬.

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07. RIGHT..

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"here's my phone." y/n gestures her phone to sunghoon who catches his breath on the bench, wiping the beads of sweat and ice droppings on his neck.

"so you want me to take the whole routine?" he mumbles, followed by a grunt from y/n. "i mean, of course? how else can i see how good i got?" her voice echoes along the walls. the night is still bare and the morning sun hasn't peaked through, the sound of the ice being split and spun on where louder than their breaths- and the two remained at a grudge with each other; both with an equal grounding to the sport.

"alright whatever. whats the song you're going to play your free to?" he asks, going on his phone as he connects it to the girls pink mini speaker with stickers all over.

"don't judge me, but its called enemies to lovers by joshua kyan aalampour." she says, skating as she faces away from him.

he lowly chuckles, a smile cornering his lips, "classical? thats better than some song genres these days."

"whatever just play it, please." y/n turns, looking at the skates on her feet- waiting for the music to play.

sunghoon presses record on her phone as he lets the music start, watching her instantly snap into focus.

right foot, swing- yes. hook- yes, balance? perfect. sunghoon mentally took note of every move she made until he realised how much her demeanour had changed when the music started.

has she always been this good? he watches her, a good minute in and she's landed every move, every curve she made it was crisp, clean- her hair was in the way and yet with a breeze it all worked out.

sunghoon found himself watching her, truly, for the first time without a single ounce of criticism on his mind, and he found himself seeing just how good she really is. her expression ruled out her dance, and her fluidity, like no other. the y/n he faced before was nothing like this skater in front of him now.

"she's.. perfect."

as she glided upon the outer skirts of the rink, the sun decided to kiss her, and he found himself looking at her restless face. she then swiftly lands upon her jumps with her eyes landing on his.

flustered by the intimacy, y/n slips. causing her to knock out of it- but to no prevail, she regains it all, finishing til the end.

"how was it?" she heaves, running out to splat down the bench near him, as he chucks the phone on her lap. sunghoon had seen enough of what he saw, and he can't deny how much he liked it.

"i don't know, see for yourself." he says, packing his things, unable to look her in the eyes this time.

"no critique this time?"

"you don't need me here, that's for sure." he mumbles, mere feet away from the door.

"yeah right." she plays along, before realising he had already left. "park sunghoon?" she yells, before huffing back into her seat. as she pulls out her phone watching through the clips, she hears the mumbling of his voice upon the mic.

"she's.. perfect."

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