Noah Schnapp

hockey player and figure skater

One winter day, your friend decided to take up hockey. You thought it was strange. She was more elegant and athletic, but you supported her and told her to follow her heart.

Meanwhile, you loved figure skating. It was so wonderful. One big ice rink, the sound of skates, the lights shining on you, and elegance... You adored it. But in such a life, there always comes a downside, or a bad streak. You had an enemy, Noah Schnapp, he was a hockey player. He always came to practice after you, and whenever you saw him, or he saw you, anger immediately set in from the very moment. You would let each other down, or you would start arguing over nothing, etc.

So, your friend decided to go to Noah's hockey game with you. You weren't planning on going, but you went anyway. It's game time. Everyone's sitting on the benches, cheering for their teams, shouting, and making noise. You don't like it, but your friend does, so you stay. When Noah was playing, he would constantly skate up to the sidelines or say to you:

• Look who came, and not a hundred years have passed

But you ignored him. You just sat on the bench, looking at the floor, then at your phone, while your friend cheered. The match ended. Everyone left, leaving only you and the ice. Your friend then went to get an autograph. You grabbed your skates, yours of course, and went out onto the ice.