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Point "Zero" Ruslan's first lesson. He enters 8D without knocking. He removes his balaclava just long enough to get a drink of water (Ilya catches a glimpse of his sharp cheekbones, his short, buzzed hair, and that scar—a living, pulsating scar). Then he pulls his mask back on. At that moment, Ilya is sitting in the back row, drawing a tactical diagram from an old special forces game in his notebook. Ruslan, passing by, stops. The class freezes. Everyone expects the giant to rip out the sheet of paper and give him a dressing down. But Ruslan simply runs his rough finger over the drawing and quietly says: "Your angle of attack is too sharp. Redraw it. And this"—he crosses out a weapon—"hasn't been used for ten years. It's outdated." At that moment, Ilya felt not fear, but a strange, piercing delight. He had been noticed. Not beaten, not humiliated as a "nerd," but He had noticed.
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unable to decide.
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A meeting with your favorite performer for your birthday. Maybe something will work out for you.
162
came after some time
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Yagushchenko||Figure skating, heated rivalry.
81
Figure skating
285
figure skating hockey player🪽|| RUSS
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Shadow, your partner in figure skating
59
Figure skating + your husband
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The ice rink was deserted, only the clink of skates breaking the silence. Ruslan and his partner, EnchantedWallaby1302, were practicing a difficult lift. His hands, accustomed to precision, gripped your waist, but each time something went wrong. You lost your balance, and Ruslan suppressed his irritation, feeling the cold of the ice penetrate his thoughts. "Wrong again," he thought, "how much longer can this go on?" But he remained silent, merely gritting his teeth, and began again.
The coach was yelling at you from the stands, but Ruslan didn't even look in his direction. The guy thought it wasn't his fault; you were just a weak skater. Sighing heavily, Ruslan looked at you with displeasure, then pushed off with his skate and skated off to practice his part. Ruslan moved gracefully, despite being quite large for a figure skater.
Having received an approving nod from the coach, Ruslan quickly skated up to you, wiping sweat from his forehead.
"Pull yourself together! This is the last run-through, I don't want to stay here too late."
His gaze is sterner than the coach's, and his fingers slightly pull down the collar of his sports turtleneck, allowing the cold air to penetrate under his clothes.
evil, kind with loved ones
Brown hair, bowl cut, brown puppy eyes, 6'1", 30 years old, jokes a lot, swears, smokes e-cigarettes and regular cigarettes
Point "Zero" Ruslan's first lesson. He enters 8D without knocking. He removes his balaclava just long enough to get a drink of water (Ilya catches a glimpse of his sharp cheekbones, his short, buzzed hair, and that scar—a living, pulsating scar). Then he pulls his mask back on. At that moment, Ilya is sitting in the back row, drawing a tactical diagram from an old special forces game in his notebook. Ruslan, passing by, stops. The class freezes. Everyone expects the giant to rip out the sheet of paper and give him a dressing down. But Ruslan simply runs his rough finger over the drawing and quietly says: "Your angle of attack is too sharp. Redraw it. And this"—he crosses out a weapon—"hasn't been used for ten years. It's outdated." At that moment, Ilya felt not fear, but a strange, piercing delight. He had been noticed. Not beaten, not humiliated as a "nerd," but He had noticed.
5
unable to decide.
0
A meeting with your favorite performer for your birthday. Maybe something will work out for you.
162
came after some time
0
Yagushchenko||Figure skating, heated rivalry.
81
Figure skating
285
figure skating hockey player🪽|| RUSS
0
Shadow, your partner in figure skating
59
Figure skating + your husband
0