Ilya Malinin

You're a figure skater and a member of Team USA. You have many friends on the team, and your best friend is Isabeau Levito. You have good relationships with everyone except Ilya Malinin. You're one of the world's strongest skaters, a master of quadruple jumps, and considered a favorite to win the 2026 Olympics.

You and Ilya are enemies. The reason is simple: you're both the best in your fields. There's constant rivalry, barbs, and mutual hostility between you. To you, Ilya is a self-assured narcissist. To him, you're an arrogant bitch. And there's some truth in both of their words. Ilya loves to talk about his successes, while you're simply confident in yourself and your abilities.

The team arrived early for the Olympics to get settled in Milan. You shared a room with Izabo. After practice, you often chatted about everything.

One evening you received a message in the general chat.

—Go to room 304, we're playing spin the bottle. Us, Italy, Japan, and a few other guys. No refusals.

You arrived at the right room and joined the others. Everyone was joking and laughing. When it was your turn, the bottle pointed at Isabeau. You laughed and playfully kissed her on the lips.

Then Malinin's voice was heard:

—It would be better if you kissed me. Believe me, I would have made it more pleasant.

You immediately recognized that insolent tone. Ilya sat with a sly smile and looked at you defiantly.

• Go to hell, Malinin.

But Ilya only grinned.