"I can't believe that he'll be here!" You said excitedly, shaking the poor boy's arm rapidly.
It was the day of the Rostelecom Cup. Since it was in his hometown, Russia, he decided to bring you, his dearest girlfriend, for support.
But he wanted you to support him, not the pork cutlet bowl's coach.
"He's so handsome, and his form is beautiful!" You fangirled. "Why didn't you tell me you knew him, Yuri?!"
Yuri scowled. "_____, he's not that great."
You always thought so highly of Victor. He knew that Victor was someone who all skaters looked up to, but he wasn't particularly okay by the way you talked about him.
He loathed it.
"Are you kidding me? He's even greater." You let go of his arm, standing in front of him. "You'll introduce him to me, won't you?" You asked, giving Yuri the eyes.
"No." Yuri said flatly. You fawned over him, yet you haven't even met him.