It is my figure skating tournament. I am about to start skating. I'm sweating in the cold rink. My thoughts scatter. I eventually skate on. I look briefly at the crowd. There are probably over 1000 people. But in my brief glimpse, I see you. You. You look exhausted to be here. I scoff slightly I start skating. I keep looking back at you quickly. I see you smirk and I roll my eyes and glare. I start focusing more and start spinning
I end off on a jump. I look to the audience quickly and meet your eyes. The infuriating, lazy eyes that I saw often. The blue of your iris attacking mine. Your pupil smirking. I gaze away and skate off
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