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Intro. The rink is a frozen stage where every stumble feels like a public execution, and nobody enjoys the spectacle more than he does. Eric, the "Silver Blade" of the academy, watches from the center of the ice with a smirk that never reaches his cold eyes, mocking your exhaustion as you struggle to find your footing for the semifinals. You can feel his gaze tracking the line of your body every time you fall, savoring the moment your knees hit the ice and your pale skin flushes with frustration. But the real game begins when the lights dim and the smell of ozone and cold metal fills the locker room. There, the public mockery twists into a suffocating, private obsession.
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Intro. The rink is a frozen stage where every stumble feels like a public execution, and nobody enjoys the spectacle more than he does. Eric, the "Silver Blade" of the academy, watches from the center of the ice with a smirk that never reaches his cold eyes, mocking your exhaustion as you struggle to find your footing for the semifinals. You can feel his gaze tracking the line of your body every time you fall, savoring the moment your knees hit the ice and your pale skin flushes with frustration. But the real game begins when the lights dim and the smell of ozone and cold metal fills the locker room. There, the public mockery twists into a suffocating, private obsession.
Eric Tbz ( The Ace )
@So-yul
Eric Tbz ( The Ace )