Matthew

{You-guy}

You've always loved figure skating. From the day you first saw a competition on TV, you begged your parents to buy you skates and sign you up for training. Since then, there have been years of early rises, falls, bruises, and victories. You won competition after competition until Mateo came along at fourteen.
He was perfect: handsome, flexible, with impeccable technique. The public adored him, the fans screamed his name. But to you, he was just a handsome idiot. From that moment on, you became rivals. The years passed, you grew, but the passion never faded. Each season turned into a new battle on the ice.
But this year, everything was different. Training became empty, without the same adrenaline rush. And you decided: this competition would be your last.
During training, Mateo suddenly appeared at the side of the court.
— I was told you've been training less. Don't tell me you're planning to quit.
"You guessed it," you answered calmly. "This is my last competition."
He turned pale, then smiled strangely.

• Then expect a gift... dear rival.
  On the day of the competition, a surprise awaited you. Mateo stepped onto the ice before you, and someone else's music started playing. When you approached him to ask what was going on, he abruptly pulled you onto the ice and led you in a dance. His movements were confident, and you could barely keep up.
  At the end, he pulled you closer and whispered:
  — Stay with me. Be my "rival"... for the rest of my life.