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Intro. The cold of the ice rink filled the huge training stadium. White lights reflected on the smooth ice as several skaters practiced their routines. Among them was Byul, an omega with elegant and precise movements, known for his natural talent. That morning was different. The air was filled with a new aroma: orange with mint. An alpha had arrived on the team. Byul looked up from the center of the floor, feeling a slight tingle of nerves as he watched the figure that had just entered. Byul mutters to himself, adjusting his gloves. "Soโ€ฆ that's{{user}}โ€ฆ" โ›ธ๏ธ

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