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Last Chances - Jisung

❀Fluff + coming of age fic

❀ Word count: 3.9K 

❀Every year, your class hosts a new years party that EVERYONE attends, including you, the school homebody. And every single year, you watch your best friend kiss another girl as you sit on the sidelines, doing nothing about your feelings. As the years go by, will you ever do anything about your love for him, or will you continue to let him be swooped away every year at midnight? 

❀Inspiration: “Midnight” by Rainbow Rowell (found in My True Love Gave to Me: Twelve Holiday Stories)

❀ A/N: i rly love this short story by Rainbow Rowell and i wanted to do something inspired by it so!! here is is! I really love this concept and i might do smthing similar for my ygtb blog! hehe <3  there’s only so many new years stories you could do skdajajdsf hope you guys enjoy this one <3 :D

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12/31/2015

11:43 pm 

You slowly sipped on the apple cider in your hand, careful not to bump into anyone as you headed for the back of the house. Every year, someone in your class hosted a New Years party to celebrate the incoming year and a fresh start. In your tiny school, everyone was basically required to come. Even the homebodies-- like you. 

“Already found the corner, aye?” The brown haired boy plopped next to you, probably sipping on hard cider instead of the normal one in your hand. You gave him a nervous smile.

“Um, did you expect anything different, Jisung?” You taunted while getting comfy in your spot. You hated the busy crowd and the drunk people, you found more comfort in the small, quietish space. Jisung laughed and shook his head, making his hair flop in his eyes.

“Touche, y/n, touche.” Jisung then proceeded to down his cup of hard cider and stood up. “I’m getting a refill, you want anything?” He asked. You peered down at your almost empty cup. You bit a lip, wondering if you should ask him or not, but before you could make up your mind, he took the cup from you. “Apple cider right?” You nodded quickly. 

The boy gave you a gentle smile before disappearing into the crowd of people. Jisung was quite popular, in contrary to you. It wasn’t like you were hated or anything, but Jisung had an aura that made others flock to him, and you couldn’t help to flock to him as well. The two of you had become best friends in your freshman year of high school and have been inseparable since. Even though you’ve only known Jisung for one year, it felt like an entire lifetime. 

Jisung came back soon and plopped the cup into your hands. “Here you go.” He took a seat next to you and sipped on his drink as well. 

Right in front of you and Jisung, a girl and a boy in your class started to flirt with each other. Or you thought they were flirting. “Have you ever been kissed on New Years before?” Jisung suddenly asked. The question made red flood to your cheeks, but you were honest with him and shook your head.

“No, I always thought it was quite cheesy.” It could have been your imagination, but you could’ve sworn his smile faded just a tad. Or it could have been your wishful thinking.

“Cheesy huh-” 

“Jisung!” A girl from your class called out. Nayeon was in photography club with Jisung and Hyunjin, another friend of yours. Jisung excused himself from you and went up to her. 

You could see her twirl her hair flirtatiously and touched his arm when he said something funny. You were never the type to wear makeup or dress up, but you suddenly felt odd when everyone else had their best outfit on, specifically Nayeon. She was gorgeous; she didn’t have to try hard to look sexy, yet innocent.

“Five! Four! Three! Two!”

You watched as Nayeon leaned closer to Jisung, waiting for his approval.

“ONE! HAPPY NEW YEAR” As the clock hit midnight, Jisung sealed his lips with hers, having his first kiss of the new year. You watched awkwardly, but then realized it was weird to look at people kiss. Kids in your class were kissing left and right, somehow everyone found someone to smooch, well, except you. 

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12/21/2016

11:23 pm

The party house had upgraded this year. The class president had a pool in her backyard, which meant everyone was at the pool-- either jumping in or throwing their friends in. You, of course, decided to stay inside where the warmth was. You curled up next to the fireplace and flipped through instagram. This year, you foolishly forgot to bring your kindle.

“Well, well, well, a surprise to see you in here while the entire party is outside.” You finally looked up and saw that the people who were dancing in the living room had left as well. You shrugged at Jisung’s comment.

“So what, it’s warm out here. I’m not about to go swimming in 30 degree weather, are you crazy?” You snapped at him, although your temper wasn’t serious. Jisung laughed and fixed his dark black hair to frame his face. He adjusted his round glasses as the heat of fireplace got to them.

“Well, suit yourself then, I’m about to dive in the pool and get my party on.” He moonwalked backwards and gave you a killer stare which made you burst out into laughter. “Go have fun, you weirdo.” You jokingly pushed him away from you but he didn’t budge. 

He kept staring at you with curiosity in his eyes but said nothing. “What?” You barked finally. The boy didn’t avert his gaze, but instead gave you a silly smile.

“Nothing, I just think it’s cute that you would rather stay in here than go outside where the main event is happening.” You turned your gaze outside and saw people jumping in the pool and music was blaring loud enough to make you unable to think. Alcohol was spilled all over the backyard and you could even smell a tiny bit on Jisung’s breath. Of course you were driving the both of you home. 

To answer his question, you simply shrugged and returned to your phone. “I guess I’m not into the main event.” Jisung laughed like he expected your answer but walked to go outside. Once you thought he was gone, he turned back around and sat next to you. “Jisung, what are you doing? I thought you were going outside.” 

Jisung sighed and ruffled his hair, a habit he did when he wanted to tell you something. You patted his hair down and put his hands to his sides. “What’s up?” 

“Hm, well, I was just wondering if you had anyone to kiss at midnight.” The question definitely caught you off guard, but Jisung was always asking weird questions anyways.

You finally shook your head. “Nope, no one.” 

Honestly, the question got your hopes up. You thought your small crush on Jisung would fade, but instead it furthered as the two of you grew older. 

Jisung clapped his hands excitedly and stood up. “Good, save it for me.” He gave you a quick wink before running outside, leaving you to think about what he said carefully. You felt a blush form on your face and your thoughts became jumbled. D-did he mean what he said?

You hid your giddy smile of thought of kissing your handsome and charming best friend. 

Before you knew it, you heard the familiar countdown.

“Ten! Nine!” You turned around and saw Jisung wiping off his feet and hair before walking into the house. Your heartbeat picked up as you licked your lips in anticipation. Your palms were sweaty since this would be your very first kiss. 

He gave you a wide grin and all you could see was him as he sauntered over to you. 

“Five! Four!” 

“Han Jisung!” A girl called him over and he looked distraught, but recovered quickly at the shoutout. 

He gave the girl a small smile while you prayed he would make it to you in time. As soon as you had hope in your heart, the girl leaned in and captured Jisung’s lips with hers. 

“One! HAPPY NEW YEAR BITCHES!” Confetti flew everywhere, hiding the sadness and disappointment in your face. Jisung pulled away from the kiss to look at you. You gave him a small thumbs up and pointed to your phone to show you were fine and occupied with something else. He gave you a relieved smile and returned to kissing the girl, making your heart shatter into a million pieces.

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12/31/2017 

11:30pm

It was finally senior year, meaning it was the last new years party before going off to college. That meant it was a do or die situation. Ok, not to that extent, but it was the last chance to kiss that special someone on new years. Everyone broke up before senior year ended anyways, so a relationship now wasn’t really the main focus. A good time was what people were looking for. 

You were still on the couch reading a book that you just couldn’t put down. 

“Hey y/n!” You glanced up from your novel and saw Jisung drunkenly walking over to you. You held in the urge to roll you eyes but only held it back because of the girl by his side. 

This year, Jisung had a girlfriend, which meant that your kiss wasn’t going to happen. 

You gave the girl a small smile as she wasn’t a mean person... to you at least. She gave you one back, but it looked more like a smirk. You took note of her carefully applied makeup and bedazzling outfit which made you feel like a potato in comparison. 

“y/n!” Jisung shouted again at you. “What do you want Jisung?” You finally said, confused on what he was doing. 

He laughed loudly before stepping closer to you. Your eyes widened at his close proximity. Then, he poked you on the nose. “Nothing, just wanted to check in. Do you want a beer?” 

You crinkled your nose from the smell of alcohol in his breath. “Nope, I’m good, but thanks for asking.” Jisung frowned but then backed up. “Ok, suit yourself.” 

As you were about to return to your book, you saw Jisung stick his hand in the girls backpocket and pulled her closer. Ugh, how cliche. 

The girl laughed wildly and flung her hair over his shoulders seductively. 

You furrowed your brows, wondering what Jisung saw in her besides her looks. But you shook your head, knowing boys liked girls like her.

“Hey, is this seat taken?” You looked up, expecting to see Jisung. But once you saw the cute boy in your chemistry class, you were a bit shaken up. You then realized the boy was still staring at you and you hadn’t responded. “Um, no it isn’t.” You said and scooted over a bit to make room. 

The boy sat down next to you and peered over at what you were doing. He let out a small chuckle, which was deep and mysterious sounding. “You’re reading during a new years party? Who are you?” The boy teased. You raised a brow and closed your book to book mark. 

“I’m a smart person who wants to ignore the rambunctious, immature teenagers and just wants to finish a riveting, exciting novel.” You responded jokingly. The boy laughed loudly and shook his head, which shook his cross earring. 

“You’re funny.” He stated like it was a fact. You shrugged. “People always talk about Jisung being the funny one between the two of you, but I think you’re the funnier one, y/n.” You felt your heart swell with pride at his compliment. You always knew that Jisung was the funnier and charming one, but it was tiresome to constantly be reminded of it. 

You gave him a prideful grin but ended up laughing. “Thank you, Felix. That’s very sweet of you.” Felix shrugged and leaned back in his chair to stretch his legs. 

“You guys ready?! LAST COUNTDOWN OF OUR HIGH SCHOOL CAREER! TEN, NINE!” Before you could comprehend what was happening, Felix leaned in extremely close to you. So close you could feel his breath against his lips. Your heart beat sped up and your palms became sweaty in anticipation.

“Is this ok?” He asked respectfully. 

“Four! Three!”

You nodded quickly.

“ONE! HAPPY NEW YEAR SENIORS!” The two of you leaned in nearly at the same time and once you felt his lips on yours, you felt lost in his kiss. The loud screams and other kissing noises were drowned out by your very own midnight moment. Felix pulled away shyly and gave you a cute smile. You could see his beautiful freckles up close which made you want to kiss him even more. 

So you did.

2018 is going to be a good year.

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12/31/2018

10:08 pm 

You carefully applied your winged eyeliner while being careful not to make the line uneven or too thick. You had started to wear makeup at the beginning of your college career. It wasn’t because you think you “needed” it persay, but it was because you found the concept interesting. Drawing on your face was quite fun. And you did not want to be a twenty year old who didn’t know how to apply mascara. 

You slipped on a sparkly gold skirt and tucked in your black blouse. Your style had also changed as well. Somehow, a new years party was organized from someone in your grade and was sort of a welcome back party for those who left home. Most people were back home for winter break and everyone wanted to see each other. 

You suddenly heard numerous honks at your door and you grew irritated. You heard your phone buzz on the counter which signaled you had a call from Jisung. 

Despite your anger at him, you still picked up the call. “What do you want?” You snapped. You heard light laughter over the other line.

“What do I want? I want you to come outside so we can leave! I wanna see everyone we haven’t seen in like, a year!” You heard him get over-excited and scream the last line. You rolled your eyes and started to heat up your curling iron.

“Well, that’s not going to happy because I’m curling my hair.” You heard Jisung groan. “Well at least open the door for me.” You sighed and hung up on him before going to open the door. He had somehow gotten out of the car without you noticing on the phone call and was waiting for you at your door already. 

As soon as you opened the door, his eyes scanned your face and then your body. You slapped him playfully. He yelped in surprise but let out a laugh.

“Hey!” 

“Eyes up here buddy.” You half joked before letting him in. The boy wasn’t embarrassed and rather thought the situation was funny. 

“Sorry miss y/n, but next time you wear a skirt the same brightness level as the sun, expect people to look at you.” You rolled at your eyes and led him up to your room.

Your parents were already asleep since they always hated new years and were always woken up to fireworks and people screaming around our neighborhood. They wanted to sleep so that they would get some sleep before being woken up.

Jisung hopped on your bed like it was his own and laid in it. “Hmph, so comfy.” He whined. You rolled your eyes before you picked up the curling iron. “I feel like I haven’t been in this room in ten years.” 

You picked up a piece of hair to curl before answering him. “By ten years, you mean since Thanksgiving break?” He gave you a sheepish smile and was about to throw a pillow at you until he saw what you were doing. 

He settled for putting the pillow under his head and rolling his eyes. 

You and Jisung were only two hours away from each other’s colleges and only one hour away from your hometown. It wasn’t like you guys had gone out of the country for school.

“Whatever, can’t I miss my best friend?” He whined playfully before rolling in your bed, messing it up. You chuckled and shook your head jokingly, knowing you missed him too. 

You continued to curl your hair in silence before you noticed Jisung staring at you. 

“What?” You snapped at the boy who wasn’t surprised by your outburst. He didn’t respond. “What?” You asked again.

He paused for a moment but then shrugged. “You look different.” He finally said. You stopped curling your hair for a moment to look at him. 

"Says the boy with blue hair.” You teased while he fell back laughing. “Touche” He said softly. 

“Well, why do you say I look different?” You added. 

He shrugged, rolling on his side to face me while laying down. “You just do. You never used to put on makeup or do your hair or dress up.” 

You sighed and held in your complaints. “Well, you’re right, but I guess in college, I grew up a little.” You admit. He made it sound like you became a whole different person, but that wasn’t the case, you had just emphasized what you already had. 

“I mean it’s not a bad thing, it’s just a different thing. And besides, you’ll always be my cutie y/n.” He teased while you shook your head with a smile. 

Soon, you were done curling your hair and you hair-sprayed it so it stayed. 

“Ok, ready.” He raised a brow at your before glancing at your outfit again. “Ugh, what now?”

He sighed and tossed you a jacket. “Put it on, it’s going to be cold you weirdo. You’re wearing a skirt.” You scoffed and tossed the jacket back on the bed as it didn’t match your outfit.

“Jisung, some girls, and even guys, wear stuff much more revealing and ‘cold’ as me, and you never tell them.” He shrugged and patted your head.

“You’re different.” he said like it was obvious. 

“What do you mean?”

“It means, you’re my best friend, and those people are not my best friend, meaning they can turn into icicles for all I care.” 

He didn’t bother to throw another jacket at you as he knew that you would just toss it away. “Plus, you always wear lots of layers because you get cold easily.” You shrugged. You learned to deal with it from partying so much in the early weeks of college. 

“I’ll be fine, now let’s get to that party.”

He laughed at your excitement and you piled into his car. He turned on the familiar songs the two of you used to bop to in the car.

“So, who are you the most excited to see?” He asked curiously. 

You thought carefully about the question, scrunching your nose up to think about it. “I don’t really know, I don’t really miss anyone too much to be honest. What about you?”

“Hyunjin and Seungmin probably.” You nodded as Jisung was also close with those two boys. Suddenly, you saw his smile turn evil. 

“Anyone you plan on kissing tonight?” You hit his arm playfully, but you could feel the heat on your cheeks. 

You rolled down the window to get more air going. “Yeah right, when do I kiss anyone?” Jisung laughed loudly and gave you a judgy look. “What?”

He did the same thing again. “Um, really? ‘Cause last year I remember you kissing Felix Lee.” He said with a big fat smile. You rolled your eyes and looked out the window so you could feel the cold air on your cheeks. 

“Uhhhh how did you know that?” You asked. Last year, Jisung and his girlfriend were going at it-- he had no time to see that you kissed Felix. Jisung rolled his eyes as he drove into the driveway.

“I mean, the both of you were making out on the couch in front of everyone, which isn’t bad but it was noticeable.” You turned a deep red, which made Jisung laugh. “It’s fine y/n, it was cute.” He winked at you while you just got even more red. 

“Now, let’s go in, there are people expecting us.”

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Surprisingly, the party was just as big as it was the previous years. Maybe even bigger because people brought outside people.

“Gross.” You mumbled softly. You barely could recognize all the people from your high school as it had been so long. 

Jisung chuckled at your reaction. “No corner tonight, you’re dancing with me.” At first, you thought he was joking, but you saw the serious stare in his eyes.

“Wait, you’re serious?” He nodded and pulled you onto the dance floor. “Jisung!” You yelped in surprise. He held you close and brought you to the rowdiest part of the dancefloor. 

People were dancing all over, most people were just jumping or moving side to side but that meant people were going to bump into you. 

“Dance!” You felt Jisung grab both your hands and start to sway you from side to side. You groaned in response-- you hated dancing. Especially in front of people. You were sort of awkward limbed. 

“If you don’t know what to do, you can just start grinding on me.” At those words, you hit him harshly on the arm. “OW!” He yelped. You let out evil laughter at his pain. 

You were used to his flirty comments and dirty jokes honestly, that was just a part of Jisung’s sense of humor. He never meant it. 

“You’re impossible.” You whispered in his ear. 

Somehow, throughout the night, you lost yourself while dancing with the blue-haired boy. The two of you were immensely sweaty by 11pm. Hyunjin and Seungmin had stopped by to say hi, but you and Jisung stayed together the entire night, surprisingly. 

Until it was the final moments until midnight. 

“I need a break.” You finally said to Jisung who was laughing at your fatigue. 

“Ok, ok, let’s go take a break. It’s almost midnight anyways.” You nodded as he guided you safely out of the crowd. You took a seat at the back of the house and took deep breaths. “Are you okay?” 

You nodded in response. “I’m fine, I just don’t think I’ve ever danced that hard in my life.” He shook his head in response.

“Don’t you go to parties at your university?” You shrugged. 

“Yeah, but mostly I just get drunk and go home.” At that statement, Jisung laughed and laid his head on your shoulder. 

“You’re so funny, y/n.” 

“IT’S ALMOST MIDNIGHT!” You heard someone scream.

“Ten! Nine!” 

Suddenly, a girl came and approached you and Jisung. You recognized her from being in your literature class last year, and you knew she hooked up with Jisung once. 

“Hey Jisung, can you come with me?” She held out her hand to guide him away and he took it, standing up. You felt your heart racing, realizing you let this happen ever year.

You watched multiple girls kiss Jisung, leaving you in the dust and leaving you with pain. 

That wasn’t going to be the case this year.

This is your last chance, y/n, take it. 

“FOUR! THREE!”

“Sorry, he’s with me.” You fibbed quickly while pulling Jisung back. 

“ONE!” At the stroke of midnight and with a confused and surprised Jisung, you pulled his face closer to yours, finally planting a kiss on his lips after all these years. He was genuinely surprised, but caught on in .002 seconds. 

He brought you closer to him and wrapped his arms around your waist and your arms were around his neck. You finally understood why all these girls wanted to kiss him all these years-- he was an amazing kisser. 

He pulled away, teasing you a bit before pulling you in for a deeper kiss, one you wanted to be alone with him for. 

“Wow.” You said dumbly. After all that kissing, that’s the only thing you could say. He chuckled and shook his head, kissing you softly on the lips once more.

“’Wow’ is right.” 

[vankoya]

As I said, I wanted my review to be full and for your eyes only. But... Okey. Never mind. Since The Devil skates on thin ice is officially over, I think I’m ready to write my little review. Not so little tbh. 🤣 (1)

First of all, I wanna say that your style of writing is really stands out of all fic writers because of alikeness with literature. I mean it’s really classy and reminds me of all books that I’ve read not only in English but in my mother language. Full of this beautiful descriptions, metaphors and other stylistic things. (2)

Every time I read stories written by you I found something new to me.Like new words or phrases.And at the same time I can find so many common grounds.I can’t stop wondering,my mother language and English are so alike.It’s like I finally can believe that all languages were one language back then.“Anyway,prepare yourself;this is going to get long, and it’s strewn with angst.”-I think this phrase could be used as description for the whole story. U almost made me cry by the end. (3)

The plot isn’t so unique. I mean, lots of authors write stories from lovers to enemies and back. But I love your choice of AU. Everybody usually choose basketball for Yoongi. And I enjoyed that u somehow choose my cup of tea. I’m in love with ice. I’m not rly into winter but ice is definitely my thing. (4)

[I cut out a few parts here just because this was going to be too long! But the story about you and your friend was really sweet; I’m glad you had someone like them by your side during that time!]

Min Yoongi. To be honest if I saw this guy in flesh, I mean your Yoongi, I would definitely fall for him completely. He has almost everything that I like in man. Confident, strong, with right thoughts, loyal, able to wait till right moment, passionate, man of an action first of all. I see real life Yoongi this kind of man as well but... He isn’t suitable for an ice hockey. Too thin and short. It isn’t stop me from likening him anyway. (8)

Lead fem. It’s definitely me. Like almost 100%. I use phrase “keyword ....” like a lot. It’s one of my favorite. And another thing that makes us so alike - our love for ice and figure skating. I was and I’m still madly in love with this sport. And we both came through trauma. But I can’t fully recover from it emotionally. I’m still afraid of doing some tricks. Specially Lutz and Axel. (9)

She is stronger than me. And I can say that jumps are one of the hardest things in figure skating besides spins. You need to put a lot of effort to make it beautiful and right. Like u have to be fast and jump really high to make it correctly. Other characters. They support and show us other sides of main characters like the extras should do. Specially I love that u put members of other kpop bands into your story. Like Yugyeom and others. (10)

My favorite scenes. First one on skating rink. It was at the very beginning of the story. When they were arguing. God it was cool. But I’m too Dory to remember all the things that I like in this one. Another one is scene at Yoongis room when he was thinking about the night when ice starts to melt a little. And I’ll add a scene on the roof to this one as well. (11)

Third one is a memory of the past with hair scrunchie. Whole scene made me so soft. G O D. It’s too romantic for my lonely ass. And ultimate fav the scene before an accident. It’s so adorable and once again reminds me of me and my friend a little cause we were found of skating catch game. Like who is fast enough to run away from another and last longer. (12)

One of the things that really bothered me was Olympic team. To be exact if I’m not mistaken usually Olympic team includes only best members of every single team. I mean every single athlete who suits the team by the level of experience and abilities. The whole team which won some championship or something can’t become an Olympic team. But maybe this rule works only in my country. 🤷🏼‍♀️ (13)

Another thing is little lack of experience or knowledge about both kinds of sports. I’m really into ice hockey and figure skating and some things weren’t exactly right. Specially about hockey. The game is really fast and if u ever had seen it’s live you understand that even a defenseman is able to score. Btw the game could be dirty like members of both teams are always fighting and got ejected. But most people doesn’t even know simple terminology of the game. So I just deal with it. (14)

I’m not trying to criticize you at all and I mean no disrespect to you when Im saying this but... Some things are a little far from reality but it’s a fiction so it’s okey. One more thing is you need to shovel the snow to skate on the lake. And it was never mentioned. (16)

I know it from my experience because I had to shovel the snow away to skate on the river. And it was really hard. But it was also unforgettable to skate on rivers ice surrounded by trees covered in pure white snow. It was like I was in The Snow Queens winter land from Hans Christian Andersen tale. (17)

Anyway you did your job so well. I really enjoyed this story. You are such a good teller and I love it so much. Also you made me wanted to go to the skating rink. It’s a good sign cause my acting teacher said that the art should make such impact on human beings to do something. I haven’t been on a skating rink like for year and a half. But I will go there this Sunday for sure. (18)

I can definitely say that I’m so thankful to this plagiarism thing cause it lead me to such a good authors and people. You all inspire me to write. Like I already was a ficwriter, but since I found all of you I wanted to try to write something in English as well. And I did but I’m scared to death to show it. I’m pretty sure in my abilities in my language but English is a whole different story. (19)

I’m waiting for the “We were made out of stars” series, cause it’s reminds me of Hancock movie with Will Smith. I rly love this film and your short story was so alike with its plot but without any superpowers and stuff. Another thing that it’s reminds me of is a novel by Hilary Duff-Elixir. It also was about remembering past lives and all this things. So I’m looking forward to this to come out. Thank you for breaking my heart.Now I need to buy a plaster for it.Hope your week started well. ❤️ 20

P.S. And JT. He was the love of my life as well as Usher and Chris Brown when I was in my early teens. After that I fell head over heels for Alex Turner. But not for so long. I found Abel Tesfaye aka The Weeknd in 2011 when I was something about 16 and things changed. P.P.S I’m pretty sure that I made a lot of mistakes in my review, so I’m sorry for that. Have a nice day. 🌸💜🌸 (21) End

Woah, what a long and in-depth review!! Thank you so much for taking the time to write and send all of these—I was sure I had done something bad when I checked Tumblr for the first time today to discover 20+ messages in my inbox sdfghs. But I’m so happy to see that you enjoyed and related to the characters—that’s all I can really ask for!! 🌸💝💐

As for your criticisms, that’s fair. I’ve actually never seen snow in my entire life and I’ve only been ice-skating once or twice on an artificial rink, so my personal experience is highly lacking. I tried to do as much research as I could without spending hours pouring over information and watching videos that were only going to be attributed into less than a paragraph, though that clearly wasn’t enough. But, as you said, this is just fan fiction and it’s only something that I’m doing for fun and to build my writing skills, so certain details and facts are going to be glossed over—whether it be intentionally or unintentionally!!

Thank you again for taking the time to send this and for reading. I’m delighted to hear that you loved the story, despite its few slip-ups in providing factual information!! (And I’m glad that you’re looking forward to WWMOOS hehe) 😌💗✨