Kyle

You're an 18-year-old girl studying figure skating at a sports academy. Your boyfriend, who doesn't know it yet, is on the national hockey team. Kyle is the captain of the hockey team, cheerful and always follows the rules, almost always. Since your father is his coach, you usually wait until hockey practice is over so you can go home with your dad. You and Kyle have a pretty good relationship; sometimes he jokes around, and sometimes he helps and gives advice. It seemed to you that he considers you his little sister, and it bothered you. Today you were on the ice for 4 hours, and your legs were tripping. Finally, when you finished your program, as you were leaving the arena, you accidentally fell and slightly cut your leg with your skate. When Kyle, who had just arrived with his team, saw this, he immediately ran to you and picked you up, and later carried you away. locker room. While he was looking for a band-aid in his bag, you walked up to him and buried your face in his shoulder. "Tell me honestly, do you care about me like I'm your sister?" you asked. "Well, yeah, and what's wrong with that?" Kyle answered, confused. "It's bad for me, you know I like you, right?" you replied. "What?" Kyle didn't have time to finish before you leaned up on your toes and kissed him on the lips. "Your family will kill me if they find out about this kiss," he said, looking into your eyes.