"Yuuri we're really sorry! Honest, we didn't even know the girls recorded. Heck, I didn't even know they were there!" Takeshi exclaimed with a guilt-lacked voice, in the background I could hear Yuuko scolding her daughters. "I-it's fine..." I breathed and hung up before I dropped to the ground.

It really wasn't fine.

The whole world could've seen the video of me copying Victor, I could see the crowd of haters now throwing insults and threats.

I lied down on the floor, my life was absolutely ruined. My bedroom door was slammed open. "Who told you-you can be an internet sensation!" Minako yelled I stayed put, wanting to hide away from everyone and everything. "Internet sensation? Someone like me? Yeah right..." I turned on my side. "If it is then the title must be 'the most pathetic person in the world.'." That title seemed to fit my character and public image greatly.

Minako kicked me. "Idiot! Don't think like that! You were amazing okay? So don't you dare hate and doubt yourself." She scolded me. "...it was my mistake trying to skate again. I probably humiliated Victor.." I groaned.  "You really are stubborn. Please don't blame yourself Yuuri, you really were amazing." She sighed.  "Yeah, thanks" I got up from the floor. "But you really don't have to try and cheer me up, I already know what I am." I led her out of my room and shut the door,  locking it afterward.

I leaned against the door and looked at the many posters of Victor on my wall. "I'm so sorry Victor, I humiliated you." Melancholy filled the depressing aura that surrounded me, with my heart heavy with guilt and my eyes dull with no more hopes to look up to I got up and tore off the posters on my wall. "You fool." My heart hammered against my chest. "What a disappointment." I knew I was from the start. "Yuuri, the pig who skated." My breathing became rigid and the edges of my vision faded.

I fell to my knees and tugged at my tangled bed hair trying to keep myself sane. "Yuuri dear~ I wanted to say goodnight." My mother shook me from my horrible thoughts, it felt as if she had pulled me out from hell itself. "Y-yeah...goodnight mom," I called out with a shaky voice. "Goodnight, please rest up well." I could hear the gentle smile in her voice. "I will, thank you, mom." And with that, her footsteps began to fade out until finally there was nothing but silence and the sound of my heart pounding in my ears.

I looked at the many posters scattered on the ground. "Victor, I think you've ruined me." I got up from the ground and let myself fall backward and flopped onto my bed with my phone buzzing nonstop in my hand. With a sigh I completely shut off my phone, the tips of my fingers ached and harsh red sores had formed. Maybe I had put too much friction when I pulled down the posters? Maybe it was the cold weather? I frowned and gripped onto a pillow,  pulling it close to my chest, and hid my face in the suffocating cushion.

I wanted to scream, to blame someone, to disappear from this world. I cleared my head and forced myself to find a source of sleep, so I ended up thinking about Victor. Why was he the first person that popped up in my head? I remembered when I used to skate with him we never talked with each other, nor have we ever been closer than two feet away. I hoped that the video's popularity would soon die down, I  mean was it really fun to watch a broken and imperfect person pouring out their emotions while skating?

My eyes drooped tiredly, my glasses slipped off the bridge of my nose and I didn't bother to remove them, I closed my eyes and surprisingly drifted off to sleep.

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I was awoken by my mother telling me to help her out with shoveling out snow, with a yawn I sat up and stretched. "What time is it?" I muttered and grabbed my phone, I instantly stopped as memories of last night flooded back into my mind. "Oh..right." I dropped it back on the bed and sat on the edge of the bed grabbing my glasses that had fallen when I was sleeping.

I slipped them on and looked out the window. "Whoa! It really did snow!" I gasped and jumped off the bed to dress into something warm, I huffed and exited my room grabbing the shovel from the garage. "Yuuri dear don't you want breakfast before going out?" My mother asked. "I'm okay mom, thanks though." I put on a reassuring smile and opened the front door only to end up being thrown to the ground by a large brown poodle "V-Vicchan!?" I quietly giggled as the pup licked my face. "..no you're not Vicchan." Realization soon hit me like a ton of bricks.

But the dog looked so familiar, wasn't he on a poster of mine?... My father chuckled. "Looks like our dog right? He belongs to some handsome fellow that arrived just a while ago." My heart skipped a beat. "Dad did that person have silver hair by any chance?" It couldn't be him, right? I mean this just had to be some weird coincidence right!? "Hmm as a matter of fact he did! He was just headed toward the hot springs." With the confirmation, I gently carried the pup off of me and ran toward the hot springs.

"Please just let it be a coincidence!" I muttered under my breath as I ran.  "Oh god just please!" I looked down at my feet as soon as I entered the bathhouse and ran through, not wanting to disturb anyone, I pushed the exit door open that lead to the hot springs, my sore fingers screamed in pain. I looked at the major hot spring, my eyes went wide and my breath hitched in my throat.

"Ah, Yuuri!" The person stood. "Nice to meet you, starting today I'll be your coach. You're going to compete in the Grand Prix final..." His sharp blue eyes held me in a tight grasp. "And you're going to win."

I was literally having a heart attack. "V-Victor..." My chest tightened and ached. "What kind of sick joke is this?" My voice broke and I was close to tears. "look I'm sorry okay!? I didn't mean to humiliate you." I apologized guiltily and gave him a bow.

He gave me a confused look with a slight tilt of his head. "Humiliate? Of course not! I mean if you did I wouldn't be here right now." He smiled widely.  "What?" I looked at him with wide eyes. "Yuuri, please let me coach and help you." He repeated, was I dreaming? Did I push myself over the limit again by not eating for weeks on end? Did I die and I was staring at an angel right now? Victor frowned. "Hey did you hear what I said?" He asked with a pout. "Y-yes..I'm just...so confused," I admitted.

He walked toward me, a dark blush filled my cheeks, he was literally butt naked in front of me! He leaned down towards me. "Yuuri please allow me to coach you, we'll win the grand prix final together." His words hit my heart like a bullet, his hand was still out for me to take, I swallowed thickly.

Was I really doing this? It was as if I was making a deal with a devil...no, an angel. "O..okay." I nodded, I touched his wrist with my shaking fingers, his hand clasped over my own wrist, then slid back to my palm. His thumb grazed the back of my hand, there was no shaking, just tentative touching of hands, my face felt like fire, this wasn't a friendly handshake at all!

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I was recently sitting over a sound asleep Victor and his dog Makkachin, Minako ran in with a frown plastered upon her lips. "Alright, where is he!?" She yelled. "Shh! You'll wake him." I scolded her with a small frown, I then instantly blushed at my words. "I-I-I mean! It's just that he seemed tired." my words jumbled and came out in disfigured sentences. "He looks so much hotter in person! Even cuter when sleeping." Minako squealed and snuck a couple of pics from her phone.

She remembered where she was and quickly cleared her throat at straightened her posture. "Anyways do you even know the reason why he's here?" She asked. "I thought he came here to tell me off, maybe even give me an insult." I shrugged and tried my hardest not to lose myself staring at Victor's adorable sleeping face...wait..what? I quickly forced myself to look away from him. "Honestly you put yourself down way too much." Minako frowned at me. "He came here because he was inspired by your video." She exclaimed.

My chest once again ached I grasped onto my shirt and rested my fist where my heart was. "..inspired by me?" I muttered in confusion. "Don't you get it!? Victor Nikiforov chose you to be his student." Minako stated. "Chose me? But why? I'm nothing." I said in a low mumble. Victor sneezed startling both of us and sat up with sleepy eyes. "I'm hungry, do you have any food?" He asked groggily. "Y-yes! What would you like?" I asked nervously.

He hummed in thought. "What do you like Yuuri? If I'm going to be your coach I should know everything about you." He smiled lazily me. "Oh okay..well there is a dish I liked," I exclaimed with a dark blush, soon enough my mother arrived with pork cutlet bowls and placed them on the table. "Thanks, mom." I smiled at her. "No problem dear, now eat up before it gets cold." I nodded and reluctantly grabbed my chopsticks. "Wow, this is good! Do you eat this often?" He asked.  "Y-yeah I used to eat them all the time." A nervous smile made its way to my lips.

Minako frowned. "The deal was that he could eat one if he won competitions." She sighed. "Oh? So have you won any lately?" His question was gut twisting, I could feel my face pale. "..not really.." I pushed my untouched bowl away.  "Alright well, it'll probably be best to lay off the pork cutlet bowls then." He suggested in which I shrugged in response. "It's not like it'll make a difference, I don't eat them as much anymore." I sighed and got up from the floor.

After Victor finished with his meal I helped him move all his luggage to the room he would be staying in. "What an adorable little room! Is there a couch?" I was on my knees breathing heavily, I mostly did all the work. "Sorry, but we don't have one." I breathed out. "That's fine, now let's talk more about you." He kneeled to the ground and looked straight into my eyes. "I want to get to know you." His hand softly caressed my arm and traveled up.

He caressed my cheek with his free hand. "I want to know your interests and flaws." He spoke softly. "And want to know if you've had a lover." He finally gripped my chin and brought his face close to mine. "I want to know everything about you Yuuri." His sharp blue eyes held me in a trance my cheeks were hot with blush so red I felt that I would faint at any moment.

The realization hit me like a bullet train and I quickly backed away from him,  my heart beat crazily and my stomach was fluttering with a swarm of butterflies.

I felt odd. My stomach fluttered and my heart swelled, was I sick? This feeling was so weird, it made me feel hot and anxious and nervous along with pain and self-doubt. "I'm going to bed, goodnight Victor." I stood from the floor and made my way to my room, I plopped onto my bed and clutched my stomach, the feeling came every time I thought of Victor.

I felt overjoyed with happiness and fear because for the first time ever someone had found an interest in me, something not even myself could find, with all these emotions swelling in my chest I hugged my pillow tightly and hid my face in it letting out a scream.

Why was I so happy yet so sad? I turned on my back and giggled as tears streamed down my cheeks, oh god. Victor, you really are messing me up. I think I'm broken....or maybe I've been broken for a long time now.