Yurio x Reader A Week in November

Part I

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"After the Canadian skater, Jean-Jacques Leroy finishes his performance, the skater, (L/N)(Y/N), a well-known skater from (C/N) ((Country Name)), is entering the ice today. Let us also remind you that she is the first woman to have ever come this far, ever, in the Men's Women's Finals. Then again, this is only the second year running... (L/N) is in the hallway preparing right now. Let's check-"

"-Now this is only the preliminary and only the top 4 will be heading to the real finale in Italy. So far we have had many very good performances, but there is still enough time to guarantee a chance at the finale."

The camera points its round, blank face towards me, I barely notice it being there, seeing as I am so focused on doing my warm ups. I am waist deep in my thoughts as I pull my leg up against the wall, feeling my knee press firmly against my face.

This is my chance to make it into the finals! I can't wait to get out there! I can- no I will defeat Yuuri Katsuki and prove my worth to the Ice Skating world!

The camera quickly moves away from my face and focuses back on JJ who had just moved onto the ice.

Not only will I go out there and prove myself to not only the world, but also my role model Yuri Plisetsky. Ever since last year when he won the Grand Prix Final; I realized that even someone of my age can do anything, I could even be a world champion skater like himself. Me being only 15 and Yurio, now 16, I can finally participate in the Grand Prix or maybe even the Olympics and meet my hero in only a short amount of time or maybe a year at most... This is a dream come true. I've always wanted to have a chance to meet him. I wonder how I can get the chance to get the courage to talk to him or at least say a simple 'hi'....

My idol, Yurio, who looked quite annoyed, walked over to me almost instantly knocking away all my focus and also the people hurdling around him, for he had pushed them out of the way using far too much force.

"You realize you are thinking out loud ,idiot, I could hear your annoying little pleas from all the way across the room. You are taking away anyone's chance to win by your loud, annoying little voice or maybe that is your little pathetic plan," Yurio says his Russian accent as he moves a bit of his long blonde hair away from his face," You should really work on keeping that mouth shut."

"I-I- whatever," I stutter and look away forcing him to have to walk in front of the wall I was staring at, when I really just wanted a chance to meet my hero not this buttface.

I never realized that he would be so rude. This is not at all what I thought he would be like. To think that this is the same person I've admired all this time.

"Not like you'd care about what I am thinking about. You are way to uptight to even try to greet your own fans, let alone talk to them. What even name is Yurio's Angels anyway. That is the worst name ever for a bunch of little fan-girls."

"You're the one to talk. What happened to: 'Yuri is my role model and I wonder how I can get the chance to talk to Yuri if only Yuri would notice me'," Yurio gets close to my face and flicks my forehead making a little red spot appear in it's place," And try not to get your hopes up about winning just yet little gurl. I don't even think someone as small as you could win against me. I've seen you skate and you look like a twig. Your legs are too tight and you look too distressed. You don't have the potential for gracefullness in your body, but you don't commit. Your balance is good but your posture is- let's not even get started on that or your landings. You are too focused on what's going on in your mind-," Yurio digs his pointer finger to in forehead making me step back and hit the wall,"-that you don't even notice the wall. Jeez, it's a miracle that you even got this far to begin with."