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"YOUR GRANDMOTHER WAS A DEAR friend of mine, every since we were about the age of 6." Grandmama explained to Oikawa and y/n, them sitting back on her living room couch.
"I've always loved fashion design. I'd make accessories, clothes, jewelry, shoes. You name it, I probably made it. Those earrings you're wearing...are apart of a costume your grandmother wore to her first figure skating competition."
"Wait, Oma was a figure skater!?" Y/n sat up, her eyes widened with shock.
"You said she coached you as a kid, right? How else do you think you got so good?...She was a natural skater, the best in the prefecture. Her style was graceful, yet powerful. She won competition, after competition. But...in her first year of college, as she was preparing to draft into the Olympics...
she tore her ACL.
She couldn't skate anymore. Not in a month. A year. Not for the rest of her life. It devasted her that she refused to even mention her past passion for the sport."
"...No wonder I didn't know about this..." Y/n whispered, staring down at her lap. Oikawa rubbed his hand along her back, comforting her.
