LOGINThe next morning should have been peaceful. If it didn't start with a disaster. The first knock wasn't actually a knock. It sounded more like the owner of the hotel had made it a mission to kick them out today. If they didn't know their teammates, they'd panic.BANG.Then another round of knocks.BANG."Captain!" The voice sounded familiar, oddly familiar but Lukas did not answer. "LUKAS!" The voice grew even angrier but he still said nothing."If you don't open this door I'm assuming both of you died."Inside the room, Lukas didn't even move. He had one arm lazily wrapped around Viktor while Viktor remained face-down against the pillow, completely refusing to acknowledge the outside world, or Nikola."Don't.""Hm?""Don't breathe." Lukas laughed into the pillow."That's not how hiding works.""It can." Another bang rattled the door and this one genuinely scared them."LUKAS!""Go away.""I brought breakfast.""Leave it outside.""I already ate half.""Then definitely go away." He pa
The referee barely lowered his arm before Nikola threw both gloves into the air."I'M ALIVE!" One glove landed somewhere near center ice and the other hit a referee."Sorry!"The referee didn't even look offended anymore. He simply picked it up, handed it back and continued skating away like he'd already accepted this was just the kind of team they were. Joshua reached Lukas first."No way." He grabbed both sides of Lukas' helmet. "NO FUCKIN WAY." Before Lukas could answer, Adrian crashed into both of them from the side."We won!""I noticed!""No…you don't understand!""I literally played the game!""I DON'T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND!" Then everybody arrived at once. Helmets bumped together, somebody screamed, somebody else almost fell over.Nikola somehow ended up hugging Elias despite spending the entire morning annoying him."I NEVER DOUBTED US!".Joshua looked at him."I remember you tried to fake food poisoning.""I GREW.""When?" Nikola paused and scratched the back of his hair."Dur
The whistle barely finished echoing before everything changed. The team wearing blue didn't bother pretending anymore, the careful passing from the first half disappeared entirely as their captain slammed straight into Adrian before the puck had even reached him.CRASH.Glass shook and the crowd roared. Adrian stumbled hard enough for one skate to leave the ice before catching himself on the boards."...oh." Nikola blinked."They're allowed to do that?""They're allowed to do worse," Coach answered quietly from the bench. Lukas had already recovered the puck.But there was no time to complain, no time to look back and no time to wait. He pushed forward immediately. Viktor skated parallel to him while Aiden drifted wider toward the right wing. The defense collapsed exactly the way Lukas wanted.Good. All they had to do was leave Viktor open. He pushed once, twice and the defender committed. It was going perfectly.He slipped the puck backwards without looking and Viktor was already th
"WAIT." And suddenly, everybody stopped halfway through the tunnel. Coach turned around slowly."What now?" And Nikola looked down at his skates."I forgot how to skate." Nobody answered him. Joshua blinked."What?""I think I forgot.""You have skates in your hands.""I know.""You've been skating for years.""I know.""So what exactly did you forget?" He paused,"Everything." Coach closed his eyes."Fantastic.""I'm serious.""I know you are." Nikola pointed toward the arena where thousands of people were still screaming."Did you hear that?""Unfortunately.""They're loud.""They are.""I don't think my legs work anymore." Coach looked around."Does anybody else's legs not work?" Nobody answered. "Excellent."The silence somehow made everything worse. Lukas adjusted the tape around his glove for what had to be the fifth time in the last three minutes while Viktor quietly reached over and pushed his hand away."You've already fixed it.""I know." But he didn't stop."You've fixed it
Nobody spoke on the walk back and it was not because there was nothing to say, there was simply too much.The sound of thirty-five goals refused to leave their heads. Every pass, every counterattack and every impossible save kept replaying over and over until it became impossible to think about anything else and by the time the locker room door closed behind them, it somehow sounded louder than the crowd outside.BANG.Nobody moved immediately. Bodies were placed down without care, bags landed wherever they landed and somebody's stick slipped against the wall and fell but nobody bothered picking it up.The room suddenly felt smaller. Smaller than it had this morning, smaller than it had five minutes ago. As though the walls themselves had watched that match and decided there wasn't enough space left for their confidence.Joshua sat first and Sam remained standing while slowly wrapping fresh tape around his stick...then realized he'd already taped it."...oh." He quietly peeled everyth
The building didn't sound like a simple hockey game anymore. It sounded like an entire country.Voices bounced from every direction and none of them were familiar. Different accents collided with one another until everything blended into one endless wall of noise. Somewhere above them a commentator spoke so quickly Lukas couldn't understand half the words, another announcement followed in a completely different language and giant television screens hanging from the ceiling flashed one country's flag after another.Everywhere he looked, there was another jersey. Different colours, different logos and different people.Some players towered over everyone else while some looked barely older than sixteen, others already carried themselves like professionals who had been standing under bright lights their entire lives and nobody looked nervous.That was somehow the scariest part. They all looked… used to this. A photographer suddenly stepped backwards into Nikola."Oh." But before Nikola co
Klaire let out a small laugh, but there was nothing for her to be amused about.“…wow.”Her eyes moved between them again, slower this time, like she was still taking it in and accepting it even if she didn’t want to.“You could’ve just said that,” she muttered. “When you realized I had feelings fo
The locker room was loud when they walked in, full of noise and careless laughter, bodies moving, people changing, lockers slamming, someone shouting about the last goal like it was still happening.And Lukas…he barely heard any of it.His head was still on the ice…still on him.He tugged off his g
Viktor stopped coming. Not gradually and not with excuses. He just…didn’t show up after that. At first, no one said anything. One day missed, then two…it wasn’t unusual…people got tired, people skipped but by the third day, it started to settle into something else.“Where’s Volkov?” someone asked c
The following days came, but Viktor didn't. He was gone, not totally, just not in Lukas's life anymore. His apartment was silent and haunting, their laughter lingering between the walls…and Lukas continued his life. He kept telling himself none of it mattered, kept showing up for training and still







