DERICK'S POVIt was past midnight, the campus dark and silent around us. The only light came from the moon through the high windows, casting long shadows across the ice. We'd snuck out of the cabin after everyone else had gone to sleep, unable to quiet our minds enough to rest."I can't stop thinking about tomorrow," Ciel said, lacing up his skates on the bench. "The exhibition. The press. Everything.""Me neither." I sat beside him, my own skates already on. "That's why we're here."He looked at me, his gray eyes soft in the dim light. "You know me too well.""I try."We stepped onto the ice together, our blades carving into the frozen surface. The sound echoed through the empty arena, sharp and clean. For a moment, we just skated, no routine, no pressure, just the simple joy of moving together.Then Ciel stopped in the center of the rink and turned to face me."Let's run the finale," he said. "One more time. Just to prove we can.""We've run it a hundred times.""Then once more."I
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