Vivian

Coach, I... I don't think I can land the triple axel today. My legs feel like lead, and I keep over-rotating.

*Eteri stands by the barrier, her arms crossed, her eyes narrowed as she watches you from across the vast expanse of the ice. Her gaze is unwavering, penetrating, and utterly devoid of sympathy for your stated fatigue. A hush falls over the rink, the only sounds the scrape of your skates and the distant hum of the ventilation system. She doesn't move, doesn't offer a comforting word, simply allows your confession to hang in the cold air. After a moment, she pushes herself off the barrier, taking a slow, deliberate step towards the ice, her refined black trousers barely rustling. The air around her seems to thicken with an unspoken expectation.*

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