ログインEthan Oliver Harrison's POV“Ethan, come with me right now. There is someone I want you to meet,” Coach Marshall said, his voice filled with excitement.When I didn't move because my eyes were fixed on Kane, he whispered something into my ears and pulled me away.“What is she doing here? Are you trying to get on my nerves again?!” Those were the questions my eyes were asking Kane as I was pulled away.The few people present were snapping pictures of me and my teammates, and Belgium's well-wishers had left, disappointed.Marshall took me to the locker room, making sure that no one saw us leave.“Mr Rogers, this is Ethan Harrison, one of our finest players. Ethan, meet Mr. Rogers, your soon-to-be new manager,” Marshall introduced me to a scary looking man. Marshall had a menacing smile on his face, like he was plotting something devilish, and he stretched out his hands to shake Mr. Rogers.I furrowed my brows, slowly processing what he had just said.“You mean I have a new manager? You
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV:“Take a deep breath. It's okay,” a soft voice whispered into my ears, and I immediately recognized it as Daniel's.I nodded at him, and he left to get dressed.There were dozens of messages on my phone. Kane's was one of them. He sent me a picture I had taken of him two years ago, during an important semifinal.*You quietly cheered for me for years. You were one of my secret anchors. It’s my time to cheer you on.*I smiled as I read his message, and I replied with a heart emoji.I waited for the arena’s horn. When it didn’t sound, I pushed myself up from the locker room bench, the scrape of my skates against the floor cutting through the low murmur of my teammates.Today, everyone looked serious. The usual theme music was turned off. Just quiet focus, and the kind of tension that didn’t need words.I rolled my shoulders once, then twice, feeling the weight settle into place. My head felt lighter, and I reminded myself to do my best and leave the rest.My g
A Few Days Later: a day before the competition between Canada and Belgium–Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV:“Don't worry, Catherine, I will be fine. You don't have to attend the competition, just stay at home and take good care of your restaurant,” I said over the phone, and Catherine sounded reluctant.“Be very careful, Ethan, and make sure you don't get hurt again. Remember, I will always be cheering for you, regardless of the match outcome,” she replied with a solemn tone.I nodded, even though I knew she couldn’t see me. Every day, Catherine's actions keep assuring me that I didn't make a mistake when I decided to take her as my parent.After our call, I realized that I had ten missed calls from Liam and Aurora, my biological parents. There were also hundreds of messages. In one of the messages, Liam was threatening to disown me if Canada's team lost against Belgium.I chuckled as I read his message, and I had a sudden urge to lose. But losing meant I wouldn’t be rewarded by my dear
Kane Hau Alexander's Point of View:“Why the fuck are you being so dramatic?” I whispered, my voice a direct opposite to hers.Geneva's eyes widened, and she looked like she was about to explode. Her fists were clenched by her side. Her eyes blazed with rage.The room was disarranged, and broken bottles littered the floor. It looked like Geneva was going through a traumatic experience, her expression said it all.I kept a cool look on my face, angering her.“Oh my goodness, Geneva, don't tell me you made this mess,” I said slowly, shaking my head in disapproval as I looked around.Geneva took a sharp step forward, her heels crunching over shattered glass.“You think this is dramatic? You think I'm overreacting?” she snapped, voice shaking. “You’ve been lying to me, Kane. I hate liars.”I didn’t move. I stood my ground, and furrowed my brows, wondering what all of this was about.Around us, the furniture looked like a controlled disaster, a chair tipped sideways, a glass table fracture
Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV“Daniel, is everything alright? Your message looked urgent.” Those were my exact words to Daniel.We stood in a private swimming pool, and I was certain that Kane wasn't eavesdropping, because he had left the hotel building.Daniel seemed different. His hands were clenched by his side, and he looked like he was about to say something he'd later regret.“Oliver, there is something I'd like to tell you.” Daniel began, his eyes lowered as he spoke.I furrowed my brows, taking in his nervous expression.“What is the matter?” I asked carefully.Daniel sighed, and raised his head, looking me in the eyes. “I really enjoyed our time together. But I'm afraid things might have to go back to the way it was,” he said, his eyes filled with remorse.I didn't quite understand what he was talking about, and I arched my brows, confused. “What?”“Coach Marshall informed me that we'll be leaving this night, and-”“Leaving? Why? Aren't the media still bothering us?” I asked c
Ethan Oliver Harrison's Point of View:Kane’s expression shifted the moment I pushed Carl away. He looked surprised at first, then his smirk reappeared.Carl’s hand was still hanging awkwardly in the air where it had been resting on Kane’s neck. His eyes moved between us, slower this time… more observant.“…Wow,” he muttered under his breath.Kane didn’t say anything. He just looked at me. That was worse because it felt like I was being interviewed.I immediately froze when I noticed the shift in the atmosphere, and it hit me all at once.“What did I just do?” I soliloquized.My fingers curled slightly at my sides, and I cleared my throat.“I -” I started, then stopped.This was stupid.“Don’t misunderstand,” I said quickly, the words coming out in a rush. “I just… I don't like seeing unnecessary contact. It’s annoying.”There was an awkward silence.Carl’s brows lifted. And Kane gave me a “Is that all you can come up with look”“How does my skinship with my bro affect you?” Carl care
Kane Hau Alexander Williams’ POV Ethan looked nervous, there was a bead of sweat on his forehead, and his eyes anxiously gazed around. I wasn't sure if it was my stare that made him nervous, or if it was my presence in his car. Either way, I liked how shy he was when he was nervous.A notification
Ethan Oliver Harrison's Point of View:I threw the last of my suitcase into my booth, ignoring the ‘fragile please be careful’ label. My blood was boiling, and I just wanted to get away from everyone as quickly as possible. I had thought that my encounter with Lambert was a nightmare, but after re
Kane Hau Alexander's POVPRESENT (Three days after the weekend)"No! Come on!" I growled, hitting my fist on the wall. My eyes were fixed on the television screen.I leaned forward on the couch, my elbows resting on my knees as the sports channel replayed the moment again. Ethan’s stick swung acros
Lambert Clementine's POVMy jaws clenched, one of my hands wrapped around Ethan's waist, and the other hand held the door from the intruders.“Oliver! Oliver, are you in here?” a man called anxiously from outside the door.I furrowed my brows, trying to recognize the voice. Ethan looked relieved th







