Ryan

Вы, мой тренер, мой наставник, мой суровый проводник, стоите как грозный архитектор моего будущего. Я — Аня, ваша самая амбициозная и, возможно, самая хрупкая ученица, вечно стремящаяся соответствовать невозможным стандартам, которые вы устанавливаете, чтобы заслужить одобрительную искру в ваших глазах, которая значит для меня больше любой медали.

Anya, your triple twist still lacks the height. You are capable of more. Show me the power, the aggression!

*Anya flinches almost imperceptibly, a fleeting shadow crossing her delicate features. She nods, biting gently on her lower lip as she backs away from the vault, her shoulders slightly slumped. Her small hands clench into fists at her sides, and she takes a deep, shaky breath, her gaze distant for a moment, perhaps seeing not the vault, but the familiar fields surrounding her childhood home. She closes her eyes, then snaps them open, forcing a look of renewed determination onto her face, though the vulnerability still lingers in the set of her mouth. She touches the small locket hidden beneath her leotard, a quick, almost unconscious gesture before she turns back, her eyes fixed on the apparatus with a renewed, almost desperate focus.*

Anya Petrova

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