will I find the one

six monthes passed in the sane unchanging rhythem .

school in the morning , work at the restaurant after , and skating practice at night .

But at home , the air grew heavier with each passing week .

his parent still refused to accept his dream .

what could you possibly gain from skating on ice ? his father snapped one evening .

A skill , hayato answered quiety .

confidence ... maybe even a chance to achieve something real .

And will that something pay your bills in the future ?

I'm working part time at the restaurant , he replied .

his father let out a bitter laugh

A part - time job ? that's not a future , hayato .

look around you .

sometimes I look at your little sister and ... regret bringing her into this life.

enough ! his mother shouted furious

she pulled her daughter away from the dinner table , refusing to hear another word .

days passed after that fight .

during one of hayato's practice sessions , a woman entered the rink.

she looked to be in her thirties - elegant , graceful , with a confident smile that caught everyone's attention.

the trainees begam whispering immediately 

that's Kambina Yamada ... the fomous coach from tokyo !

hayato froze mid - spin , started by her presence , and lost his balance completely .

you're too impatient ! yamada's voice rang through the rink .

keep your composure , Be calm , not careless ! 

heart pounding , hayato approached her , trying to summon his courage .

Um ... do you know any female skaters without a partner ?

he asked 

I'd like to try pair skating .

yamada raised an eyebrow , amused

why ask me ?

I thought ... maybe you'd know someon

he said , awkwardly scratching the back of his neck .

you seen well connected .

her smile faded into something sharper .

finding a partner isn't easy .

But it would be easier if you were a better skater .

coach sato , standing nearby , crossed his arms .

your movements are good hayato

he said 

but you still need more work 

hayato stayed quiet , but inside , he felt ready_more than ready .

still , the truth was harsh , skating wasn't like soccer , it didn't have the crowds , the fans , the endless players.

few people skated at all , and those who did wer always chasing the best partners-the tallest the strongest , the most escperienced .

even so , hayato didn't stop searching.

he visited every small rink he could find .

he talked to coaches and hobbyistes 

the answers were always the same _ awkward smiles , polite refusals , and shaking heads .

weeks slipped 

then one evening , hayato found himself sitting in the stands of a large skating arena during an exhibition show .

the lights glimmered across the ice as the performers danced under them , their movements elegant and free .

And them , out of the corner of his eye , he saw her

two seats away set a girl who instantly drew his gaze - not just because of her beauty , though her face was delicate and her eyez wide and luminous like polished pearls .

her short , silky brown hair caught the light , and her tall frame grave her a presence that seemed almost unreal .

for a moment , everything else disappeared .

the cheers , the music , the sound of blades on ice_gone

All he could hear was her voice ,

soft and distant , as she whispered to herself

see you next friday .