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Yuuri was bedazzled as he watched you skate across the ice rink, twisting and twirling in ways even he never thought possible. The way you glided across the surface reminded him of the feathers of a white swan: Swift and gentle. Other times though it reminded him of a hawk's feathers: sharp and fierce. At times you also did acrobatic movements, something that was considered taboo in the world of figure-skating. But you were a hardcore daredevil, never afraid to take a risk or try something new. He would be lying to himself if he said he wasn't a tad bit jealous of you, but, of course, he was still training and thus had a lot more to learn.