The rink was empty, its silence broken only by the faint hum of machines keeping the ice frozen. White surface stretches endlessly under the lights, glistening like glass.

Yn’s blades whispered against it as she glided forward, breath clouding in the cold. She turned, smiling softly,until she saw Jungkook stepping onto the rink in his boots, shutting the heavy door behind him with a decisive clink.