Destined

Trouble

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---- can y'all get this to 400 reads when I wake up okay G night

Yuzuru's POV of the incident

That day...

I was just starting to work on my quad salchow.

But the ground started shaking, and the ice started cracking.

The ice isn't supposed to crack...

No way.

The earthquake.

In Japan, there's a saying that every century or so, there will be a great disaster.

And it had to happen to me.

I was trying to escape, hurriedly putting o my guards, running out with Pooh in my hands.

My hand phone is still in my suitcase... Damn.

What's going to happen to Mum? Dad? Saya?

The debris kept falling...

The ground kept shaking...

And the scene changed.

It was my free programme at Skate America.

The opening quad salchow.

I took off.

One... Two... Three... Four...

What if the ground started shaking again?

What if the ice cracked again? Just like that day.

I hit the ice with a thud, but I have to keep going. I get up, and I continue, but I'm panting, I'm gasping, I'm tired and I just want to breathe and--

"Yuzu? Yuzu wake up, can you sit up straight for me?" A familiar voice calls.

My chest feels tight, and it hurts to breathe. It's cold, and I'm coughing.

Somebody's warm touch glides over my forehead, and it feels safe, just like how mother used to stroke my forehead to make me fall asleep.

But this touch is different, I note. Another hand slides under my torso, turning me around.

I try to open my eyes, but it's blinding.

I see her silhouette towering over me.

I try to apologize to her, but she doesn't seem to hear it. I mumble "sorry" as she asks me to sit up.

Why do I have to sit up, it hurts.

I'm not sure what happens, I'm sleepy and I'm tired but it hurts.

She touches me again, and the fog in my mind clears.