𝐅𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 | 𝑷𝑺𝑯

this feeling.

A couple days passed
I haven't gone to any practice

Sunghoon actually texted but, I don't have the guts to even respond.

I just wanted to take a longer break from skating.

I know I took 3 weeks off because of my ankle, but maybe it wasn't enough

I was at home laying down on my bed
Thinking back on how I could have just started off slowly.

Sunghoon really caught me mid air. He must have been really fast. He probably knew what I was going to do before I even jumped. Impressive.

He knows my every move now. He's in my mind. Literally. I can't even stop thinking about what he did. Maybe I should apologize?

I grab my phone and see that sunghoon is typing.

He sends a message.

"Hey, you know the reason I caught you back there? Because I didn't want you to take a break from the thing you love to do. If you got hurt, you would have had to take another break and risk your career. But, I guess you still ended up taking a break. I did all of that for nothing I guess... You know, you can still come back to practice. What about competition? You have to redeem yourself."

Great, way to go sunghoon thanks for making me feel even worse...

How can I face him again?!.

I need to text him back at least.

"I'm sorry."
I say...

I quickly get a message back.

"Don't worry about it. At least I didn't break or sprain a bone... Just. Come back to practice. Please."

"What about coach?"

"He feels bad about what he said. He needs you back here too."

This is funny. Coach felt bad. Im not too sure I believe that. Coach only cares about sunghoon. If coach could replace me for sunghoon, he would...

But sunghoon could care less about what coach says to him. Sunghoon could murder someone and coach would applaud him.

I'm not even allowed to practice my triple axel!

Besides that...

I need to talk to sunghoon now.
He's probably in practice today, he'll probably stay after practice, so I'll go when practice is over.

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One hour later.

Practice should be over.

I grab my skate bag and walk to the rink.

I open the doors and no one was there, the lights were off.

Maybe sunghoon didn't stay.

I should still practice... For my own good.
Maybe to even make my coach proud for once.