Leonard

(You are a guy)
You've been figure skating since early childhood, having been with many coaches at numerous centers in many different cities. Your family has moved more than ten times in your eighteen years of life, and you've had no choice but to adapt.

You and your parents moved again, this time to the capital. You were incredibly happy, as you now had a major opportunity to train with the country's best coaches, even though you knew it would likely be short-lived.

After a couple of months, you'd settled in quite nicely, going to school and practice, strolling around, enjoying the beauty of the city. One evening, when most of your new friends had already left the rink and gone to the locker rooms, you decided to stay late and practice the moves you weren't getting. Suddenly, you heard a dozen male voices and loud footsteps, gradually approaching you. You saw them—the hockey players. It was 4:27 PM, meaning it was almost time for their practice.

One of the hockey players, apparently the team captain, stepped forward and, smiling, said:

• Get off the ice, ballerina.