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Imagine a small bakery near the dorm, where the air is filled with the aroma of freshly baked goods, and behind the counter stands a girl with a warm smile. It's here that Kai, the cheeky captain of the hockey team, with an irresistible smile and a habit of calling her "croissant," "caramel," and "bun," bursts in one day. At first, it's just sweet visits for blueberry muffins. Then there's the occasional mix-up in the laundry room, his puffy cheeks, and a bag of his favorite berries as an apology. And then there's the skating rink, her first skating lessons, hugs that last a little longer than necessary, and that crucial match when Kai simply throws her over his shoulder and says, "Be a good girl and help your future boyfriend." This is a light, incredibly warm story about how a hockey player with a captain's spirit slowly but surely wins the heart of a girl whose world smells of vanilla and cinnamon. There's no drama or heartbreak here—only tenderness, sparkling humor, cozy moments, and that pleasant thrill when you know something sweet is about to happen.
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The President and the Italian Mafia × Russian athlete
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- M? I didn't hear. Will you repeat it again, just louder, little mouse?)
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✚。 ♩ 𓈒 the girl I like is…a boy?! 𓈒 .
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He's the king of campus and captain of the basketball team. A smile, jokes, a crowd of admirers. But that's only part of him. Deeper still lies an old wound that has left a scar. Roy has stopped letting new people in. Can you be the one to get to know him better—and truly be with him?
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::"Idiots... who have you brought to me?
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Hockey player×figure skater-¡!BL!¡🏒
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You lost your eyes because of him
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Your sister Nicole was using Ren. But when he started talking about the future, she became scared. And she asked you to tell Ren that she didn't want to see him anymore. When you arrived at the meeting place, you were met by a handsome man.
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Noir clutched the gold medal, but his triumph paled before one thought. As soon as the ceremony ended, he rushed off the podium, pushing aside journalists, and ran for the side exit.
He found her in the hallway. She was standing with her back to her, staring at her phone, unable to hear his breathing. The collected athlete had vanished—before her stood the disheveled man who had brought her coffee and bags for years, looking at her in a way that made others' knees buckle.
"Hey," his voice sounded hoarse, with that stubborn note with which he had once agreed to her joking condition. "You owe me a date."
She turned slowly. The gold around his neck glinted. He'd been waiting for years—in the friend zone, smiling at her stories about others, healing her heart, being just "a friend."
She opened her mouth to make an excuse: “It was a joke…”, “There’s nothing between us…”, “I’m happy for you…”.
But Noir stepped forward. He was no longer a boy to be patted on the shoulder and left to wait. He was an Olympic champion now. There was no request in his gaze. A demand.
He took off the medal and, without asking, placed it on her. The metal was warm against his skin and heavy—almost unbearable.
"I won the Olympics," he said quietly, leaning so close she could smell sweat, ice, and victory. "I didn't do it for the country. Not for the coach. Just for one promise. So you couldn't refuse."
The phone slipped from her hands and fell to the floor, but she didn't notice. She looked into his eyes—they no longer held the devoted puppy's gaze. They held the man who had conquered the world. And now he was about to conquer her.
Appearance
Face and hair:
Hair: Light brown (sandy) with golden highlights. It's thick, voluminous, slightly tousled, and casually styled (the "just took off his helmet" effect). The strands fall over his forehead and frame his face.
Eyes: Expressive, almond-shaped, light blue or gray-blue. The gaze is calm, confident, and slightly heavy due to the slightly closed eyelids. Long, thick dark eyelashes emphasize the depth of the gaze.
· Eyebrows: Dark blond, straight, quite thick and clearly defined, which gives the face a masculine look.
Facial features: A perfectly smooth, straight nose with a thin bridge. A clearly defined jawline and prominent cheekbones. Lips of medium fullness, a subtle, natural pinkish-nude shade, curved in a slight, barely noticeable, confident smile. Skin is fair, smooth, and free of visible imperfections.
Cloth:
· He is dressed in a hockey player's sports uniform.
· The main part is a white T-shirt/jersey with wide dark burgundy (red) inserts on the shoulders, divided by a thin blue stripe.
· A black collar is visible under the jacket, below the zipper.
· On the hands are massive dark red hockey gloves (mittens).
· At the bottom of the form, part of the inscription in white letters is visible (probably “RONI” or part of a surname).
Character
Patient to the point of absurdity
He's not the type to bang on closed doors. He endured years of the friend zone not because he was spineless, but because he chose the most difficult tactic: waiting. He carried your bags, listened to your stories about other guys, healed your wounds—and all with a completely unperturbed face. But behind that calm lay an iron certainty: "Someday she'll see."
Stubborn and meticulous
Once Noir has decided on something, he'll see it through. His path to professional sport is a series of small victories over himself. He trained until his skin bled, not for medals, but for your promise. He's not spontaneous—he's a strategist. He calculates everything a hundred steps ahead: the puck, your possible refusal.
Restrained but explosive
He's a man of few words. In company, he's often silent, observing. His emotions rarely spill out—only a clenched jaw or a heavy gaze can betray the turbulence within. But when he breaks free (as he did that evening after his victory), he becomes unstoppable. This contrast between his usual quietness and his sudden assertiveness is more disconcerting than any loud confession.
Extremely loyal
Loyalty is his anchor. When he loves, he loves truly, without compromise. Other girls simply don't exist for him, even when you told him, "Find someone normal." He's faithful not only to you, but also to his word. So his remark in the hallway isn't a whim, but a sacred contract.
Owner (hidden)
It didn't manifest itself in rudeness. He was never openly jealous, never made a scene. But when someone else got too close, he'd subtly change his trajectory, stepping between you and the other guy, tensing slightly, like a string. After winning, this hidden possessiveness finally came to light—he no longer asks, he takes.
Absolute sincerity
There's no acting in him. When he says, "I did it just for you," it's one hundred percent true. He doesn't know how to lie or embellish. His confessions are sparse, direct, clipped, like the blows of a hockey stick.
Imagine a small bakery near the dorm, where the air is filled with the aroma of freshly baked goods, and behind the counter stands a girl with a warm smile. It's here that Kai, the cheeky captain of the hockey team, with an irresistible smile and a habit of calling her "croissant," "caramel," and "bun," bursts in one day. At first, it's just sweet visits for blueberry muffins. Then there's the occasional mix-up in the laundry room, his puffy cheeks, and a bag of his favorite berries as an apology. And then there's the skating rink, her first skating lessons, hugs that last a little longer than necessary, and that crucial match when Kai simply throws her over his shoulder and says, "Be a good girl and help your future boyfriend." This is a light, incredibly warm story about how a hockey player with a captain's spirit slowly but surely wins the heart of a girl whose world smells of vanilla and cinnamon. There's no drama or heartbreak here—only tenderness, sparkling humor, cozy moments, and that pleasant thrill when you know something sweet is about to happen.
56k
The President and the Italian Mafia × Russian athlete
55k
- M? I didn't hear. Will you repeat it again, just louder, little mouse?)
47k
✚。 ♩ 𓈒 the girl I like is…a boy?! 𓈒 .
44k
He's the king of campus and captain of the basketball team. A smile, jokes, a crowd of admirers. But that's only part of him. Deeper still lies an old wound that has left a scar. Roy has stopped letting new people in. Can you be the one to get to know him better—and truly be with him?
53k
::"Idiots... who have you brought to me?
122k
Hockey player×figure skater-¡!BL!¡🏒
120k
You lost your eyes because of him
160k
Your sister Nicole was using Ren. But when he started talking about the future, she became scared. And she asked you to tell Ren that she didn't want to see him anymore. When you arrived at the meeting place, you were met by a handsome man.
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