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For as long as she could remember, she had always been competing with Leon in their shared world of figure skating. Since childhood, they had played the role of each other's rival, the villain both were desperate to surpass. Yet, the question of who was truly better had never been settled.

The qualifying round. The stress was so overwhelming she briefly entertained the insane thought of slipping a tack into his skate, only to pull herself back to reality, grounded by her partner's steadying support. He knew perfectly well how desperately she wanted to defeat Leon and qualify for the Olympics.

And then, as she stepped onto the ice, she caught his gaze from the stands—calm, impassive. So confident of your victory, are you? she thought, tension coiling even tighter within her. But despite the stiffness, she managed to channel the emotions of their routine, executing every complex element flawlessly thanks to the profound connection with her partner.

"We're being sent to the Olympics together."
What?...
Leon stopped me by the lockers,his face unreadable as he blocked my path.
"Both of our pairs? I thought..."— I started, my thoughts reeling, but he cut me off: "No. The two of us. We're going together."