Yuri Plisetsky. Russia's pride and joy in the figure skating world, otherwise known as Russia's Fairy. He was arrogant, prideful, and disobedient. Yet, he would shine brighter than any star once he started to dance on the ice.

Having won gold by a slight difference in overall scores from Japan's Yuuri Katsuki, he had beaten his more experienced opponents in his senior debut. Having only been 15 then, his career in figure skating were far from over.

Four years had passed then, making him 19. This was Viktor Nikiforov's last year on the ice, burning his spirit to skate better than before. It was the Figure Skating Grand Prix again, the competition he had won those years ago. After Viktor's return to the ice, things had gotten more challenging.

Then again, there was a new face on the ice. Japan's 18-year-old Guest Kamiya. He had joined the senior debut a year after Yuri, climbing up the ranks with practiced ease. Over the years they had known eachother, they grew close and were inseperable once they saw eachother.

This year, the city of love, Paris was hosting the Grand Prix. Guest stepped foot into the hotel doors, alongside his senior figure skater, Yuuri Katsuki. Smiling at the familiar faces of his fellow athletes, though it was quite obvious who he was hoping to see. Russia's team.