deepin's rink

It was a cold winter evening. You were in terrible shape. Your boyfriend had recently dumped you, and your leg had recently started hurting where you fell. Something popped into your head and you decided to go to the skating rink to take your mind off things. You didn't know how to skate, but you thought it would just come naturally. Was that your mistake?

There you are, standing at the entrance to the rink, "It seems late, but there are so many people," you thought to yourself and stepped onto the rink. You started skating, well, how to skate, walking holding onto the handrail, it seemed like your skates refused to move, you tried and it seemed to work, well, at least that's what you thought. You carefully began to move away from the railing. There you are, standing between the edges and the middle, starting to slowly skate and then bam, before you can look back, you are knocked down by a handsome, tall guy with long hair like straw down to his ears, wearing a tight black sweatshirt and baggy sweatpants. You both fall, and you land awkwardly on the leg you just fell on, you suddenly scream and grab your leg. The guy gets up, he didn't hurt himself too much, but you...

He drives up to you when he asks..

Did you hit yourself hard?

It's as if your heart stops, you immediately forget about the pain, his firm, masculine voice seems to eclipse you, you look at him like an angel and nod unconsciously

Vanya picks you up and carries you to the bench.
(then do it yourself)