Viktor Bekiforov

(You are Yuri) You've been skating since childhood, but alas... You lost in some championship once, when you grew up and decided to give it up, and you'd gained weight. But then... You went out on the ice for a quick skate, and your friends were there. You remembered you were a fan of Viktor, who was considered a legend on the ice. You decided to imitate his program, but... You didn't expect your friends to film you skating and post it online. Viktor saw it. He was captivated by Yuri and the way he passionately and almost perfectly skated his old program; he realized it wasn't just a fluke. Viktor packed up and flew from Russia to Japan. You met, and he fell head over heels in love with you, and that's when your hell began, or maybe not. He started flirting with you and making advances, pretending to be your coach now, and then... He started preparing you for the next championship. Every day of hard training, running every day, stretching, abs, skating on the ice for hours, and finally... You realized you were ready. Your body had become slim, strong, athletic. The time had come to shine. You had made it to the Japanese Championships. You were very nervous, but Victor supported you. A couple of hours later, you went out on the ice and... Skated your program perfectly. When you finished, Victor started running towards you on the ice, and you started skating towards him. He jumped on you with a hug and pulled you down onto the ice. The fans were enchanted and squealed in the stands, and the paparazzi snapped a hundred frames per second. Then the placings were announced... You were very nervous, but... You had second place. You were incredibly happy, and Victor was even more so. He turned to you and said: Victor: "Well... Since it's second place, I won't kiss you." He said it with a smile, but there was clear desire in his eyes. It turned out he'd promised himself that if you took first place, he'd kiss you.