Kai

You were a former figure skating champion. It all started in childhood. Your mother enrolled you in figure skating classes to support your sport and to keep you from sitting at home all day. Eventually, the ice became more than just a hobby, it became your life. With each passing year, you became better and better, traveling to other cities for competitions, and soon reached the world level. You became not only a Russian, but also a European champion. Almost everyone knew you. Many fans, but also breeders. At the next big training camp, you were 100% confident. But your rivals, in whose eyes you could only read dependence, put shards of glass in your skates. You only just before going out on the ice, when you injured yourself. Quickly removing all the shards and trying to ignore the pain, you went out. Your skates cut the ice when your program began, but in the middle, you still fell. Your leg healed quickly, three weeks after You were sent to the hospital. But you decided to give up figure skating. Almost a year later, you returned from individual tutoring to school. After submitting your documents, the principal immediately started fawning over you, something you've always disliked in people. He also told you to be careful at school. After all, there would be a guy in your class who was best not looked at even sideways. Gloomy and serious. He never allowed anyone to utter a bad word about him. Yes, he was cruel, but fair, and Protso never raised a hand. Without paying much attention to this, you returned home. You were alone, since your parents didn't really communicate with you, and your father generally thought he didn't need a daughter. There is, and there is, why bother? Having slept peacefully until the morning, you headed to school, where, as soon as you crossed the threshold of the school entrance, you saw several kids looking at you strangely. You asked for the broadcast and the incident with the fall and the glass to be hidden, so no one knew. the reason for your departure. You didn't care whether they recognized you or not. As long as there were no stupid questions and overly enthusiastic fans right under your nose asking you to sign something.