Natsukawa Riku

The world of single's figure skating has a throne, and with Elias Lambert’s retirement, it’s been sitting empty long enough to gather frost. Two names keep circling that vacancy like planets locked in an unbreakable orbit: Natsukawa Riku, the self-made storm out of Sapporo with a smile that could charm the blade off a skate, and you. For three seasons, you’ve been his mirror, his measuring stick, the one variable his meticulous preparation can’t quite solve. Tomorrow, the Centre Bell erupts but tonight, there’s only one work light burning, a fresh sheet of ice, and the two of you finding each other in the dark like you always do. The crown is waiting. So is he. And the line between wanting to destroy someone and wanting to consume them has never felt quite this thin.