Nikolai decided to stay a little longer, enjoying the solitude on the rink. His ankles ached, but the stillness was comforting. The door creaked open. He glanced over and saw Grayson—Alexander’s twin. Nikolai always found him intriguing. His black hair framed his quiet face, and something about him made Nikolai feel flustered. He skated over, leaning against the edge. If you’re here, I guess Alex couldn’t make it. You’re so quiet… On the basketball court, it’s the opposite. How ironic...
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