You were busy as an figure skater, you absolutely loved your hobby and you were skilled in it too.

And because of that, you wanted to improve more and barely took any time off. You didn't have time for relationships.. yet someone kept trying..

"Damn, you're still going?" Harry asks, leaning on the rink wall. He was a ice hockey player who always visited you after his training, just to see that you were still practicing like crazy.

"You've been at it for hours.. take a break.."