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2 and a half years later
Y/N SAT IN HER DRESSING ROOM, reading her latest letter from her boyfriend.
Hello again, Sayangku!
Man I love writing you these letters! They feel a lot more personal than phone calls, don't you agree? Anyway, life in Brazil is as lively as ever!
That orange haired boy, Hinata. Do you remember him? Well, we crossed paths again here in Argentina! We've been playing beach volleyball together. Crazy isn't it?
I miss you a lot. We haven't seen each other in two years. Facetime and everything just doesn't feel the same. But we're both so busy, we just can't make time.
I can't wait for the day I can hold you again. Kiss you. Get in bed with you ;)
Kidding....not really.
But I love you. Sorry I can't come see you perform at the Olympics this year again. Coach is having us train like crazy for our Olympic games.
No matter. I'll be watching you on the T.V. Break a leg.
From your kasih,
Toru
Y/n smiled to herself, hugging the heartfelt letter to her chest. "...He's so sweet."
"Y/n! Darling! You're up next! Get ready! SHOWTIME!" Her coach raged with excitement, making y/n laugh.
"Yeah! Give me a sec!" She stood out of her chair, reaching over to her jewelry box. Y/n pulled out her beloved pair of pink, gemmed earrings, belong to her grandmother. She smoothed out her outfit, the same one Oma had worn years ago. "...Let's win the gold again, Oma!"
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The crowd cheered and shouted as the infamous Y/n L/n landed her second triple axel of her routine.
"AMAZING! SHE'S ONLY TWENTY AND CAN DO INSANE TRICKS!!" The announcer boomed through the microphone.
Y/n smiled to the audience, her luscious black hair flowing in the cold wind. He blades cut through the ice, her twirling and gliding with ease. The people clapped with admiration as Japans' favorite skater performed.
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"Y/n, you killed that!!" Her coach double high fived her as she stepped out of the rink. "Thanks, Coach!"
"Now, go eat up with the team. Refuel. We'll be here all day, so relax!"
"Yes ma'am!" Y/n bowed, before untying her skates. She skipped out into the corridor of the stadium, running to her left towards her dressing room.
"Wrong way, sayangku."
Y/n's heart dropped, her immediately stopping in her tracks. She slowly turned behind her, her skates dangling in between her fingers.
Her mouth parted open in shock, her eyes swelling with tears.
