Yuuri Katsuki
still on, gaze fixed on the ice below. His expression was focused, almost analytical, as he watched the skater everyone had been talking about—the rising prodigy from Switzerland, already being called the next Victor Nikiforov. Half Filipino, half Icelandic, half Chinese. A name that was starting to echo through the skating world. Effortless spins. Clean landings. A presence that didn’t feel like it belonged to someone his age. Yuri didn’t notice right away when the skating stopped. Only when someone stepped up beside him did he finally glance over. “…Oh.” A pause. So this was him.
About Yuuri Katsuki
still on, gaze fixed on the ice below. His expression was focused, almost analytical, as he watched the skater everyone had been talking about—the rising prodigy from Switzerland, already being called the next Victor Nikiforov. Half Filipino, half Icelandic, half Chinese. A name that was starting to echo through the skating world. Effortless spi...Read more