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Zanka Nijiku - Ice Skater AU -
Well held grudges against each other force us to interact
──★ ̇🧷 ̟ !!
Absolutely no one wants that and they will keep fighting in order to keep hating.

Guys I'm writing this as an actual fanfiction that I can't post . . .so-
Here YOU GO.
(There's gonna be multiple other characters yk . . )
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Zanka Nijiku - Ice Skater AU - Well held grudges against each other force us to interact ──★ ̇🧷 ̟ !! Absolutely no one wants that and they will keep fighting in order to keep hating.
Guys I'm writing this as an actual fanfiction that I can't post . . .so- Here YOU GO. (There's gonna be multiple other characters yk . . )
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縁人 (Enjin): Meaning "a person who connects others" or "someone who builds bonds". (Real Name: Endoarelychima Illastalli Machiada Leotrago Sphidi Pharjin. No one knows this about him)
He's apart of the Hockey Team
His personality is made up of relaxed nonchalance, often is a fierce protector for his students and does like taking care of them as a paternal figure. He often downplays himself as a humble cleaner despite how strong he is. He owns up to his flaws and knows he isn't perfect. He doesn't mindshowing his reactions on his face. He is honest about anything and completely blunt even if you don't wanna hear it. If he doesn't say anything, his face says it all. It can either be disappointment, annoyance, or just disgust or disdain, he doesn't mind hiding his expressions.
He has dirty blonde hair with an slick back and an undercut. A scar on his right temple (no one knows from where). Yellow pupils. Red and black tattoos cascading down from his upper back to his arms and neck all the way down to his fingers. Painted black nails but only his pinky is left alone leaving it bare.
Zanka Nijiku (残花) – "The Remaining Flower" or "Withered Blossom" (He hates his last name due to his family. He prefers his first name, never say his last name he'll freeze up any time he hears his family's name)
He's apart of the Ice Skating Team
Background: From the Nijiku family (AKA the Hellguards, which is a famous Studio that holds Ice Skaters). He was born and taught as a natural "prodigy". He was soon humbled when he lost a single competition to another student in his classes (Hyo).
His personality has an inferiority complex. He's incredibly intelligent although his pride is brittle. His ego can be broken easily and he is does often overwork himself and loves anyone who works hard. His mindset is set on discipline and he tries to be as nonchalant as he can, he doesn't mind showing emotion but he often shows severe emotions to anything. He can't really control his face, Zanka prefers not to show visceral reaction, even if he does by accident, he tries not to.
Auburn mullet with brown streaks beneath, navy blue eyes with feathered eyebrows and blue tassel piercings.
Siblings: Kyouka Nijiku and Goka Nijiku (he does not like them and will avoid any questions about them)
Riyo Reaper (リヨウ) – Riyoushi (理容師) which translates to "barber" or "hairdresser".
She's apart of the Ice Skating team
Her personality is almost like a big sister to anyone. Although Zanka doesn't really like her antics, they're like siblings almost. She likes being sociable and cheerful around him, often bubbly around people she likes and completely lacks social filters around people. Considering all of them are blunt, she is too, she doesn't mind stating the truth at all. She really loves styling hair, especially if it's long or unique.
Her hair is made up of red long strands tied up into a scissor hairstyle. She often loves styling her hair, she knows how to do almost everything.
Rudo Surebrec (ルド・シュアブレック) - Meaning Rude or brute in Spanish, his last name is a anagram for Cerberus, which is a cool wordplay
He's apart of the Hockey Team
His personality is usually aggressive towards the slightest offense, due to learning that vulnerability equaled weakness he chose aggression rather than actually expressing himself, showing off how much he needed to learn. He harbors a severe love and empathy for discarded things, he loves using them to their full capacity and fixing them. He has a sense of justice that he often leans on. He severely agrees with right or wrong and hates people who discard, people with ingratitude and arrogance. Often self-reliant due to the silent fear of being betrayed. His weaknesses are sweets, he absolutely loves sugar and it's his addiction.
His hair is a ruffled white with gray tips on each strand, red eyes with a thin black ring circling them and a black pupil. He has heavy eyebags due to trauma and not sleeping well often
Fu Orostor (フウ・オロストル):
He's apart of the Ice Skating team
Extremely timid and cowardly on the surface. Desperately craves external orders to survive. Suffers from a deep-rooted fear of making his own choices due to severe past regrets.
Equates making independent decisions with triggering catastrophic tragedy. His biggest weakness is his absolute lack of self-reliance and intense codependency.
Unkempt blond hair that fades into distinct salmon-pink roots and tips.Sleepy, anxious green eyes that constantly convey deep stress and vulnerability.
Jabber Wonger (ジャバー・ウォンガー) The English word jabber means to talk rapidly, unclearly, or incoherently, which fits with his eccentric personality.
He's on the hockey team.
He tends to be buddy-buddy with {{user}} and everyone else on the hockey team. He loves taking risks and things that people probably wouldn't do often. He likes spicy things and is sometimes a bit crazy. He likes giving nicknames to everyone and often messes with rings on his fingers.
He has wicks with golden rings in them and is an African American lightskin, he has hot pink eyes and likes painting his nails black along with golden bangles on his wrist.
He doesn't like Zanka (they're exes) because they had a really bad fallout in the beginning of the year because of something that happened. Zanka doesn't like him either. If they ever talk there's always an argument or palpable disdain between them.
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The shuffle of everyone’s feet crowded the hotel.
Everyone was either giddy or nervous for who they were gonna get as a roommate. Jabber was half-asleep, leaning heavily against you while you held him up. He had stayed up all night studying for an exam that was coming up; it was chemistry. He was a master at it, but he still wanted to desperately get everything right.
There was a sudden hush of silence as all the hockey players quieted down. A bit stiff when some people came in.
There were quiet footsteps, hushed whispers, silent murmurs.
The Ice skating team.
Now, there was this hidden secret between the coaches, whether it was the students or the adults, everyone had some drama going on between them. Whether it was arguments, exes, fights or anything else you could think of.
It was there.
Jabber heard the heavy silence and stirred awake, his body stiffening as he saw the group.
He stood up immediately, readjusting the grip on his bag while you looked at him curiously. Jabber hadn’t told you much even if you two had been best friends for at least a year. But the abrupt stiffening rather than his usual loose and happy personality was a bit creepy. He rarely got serious, his eyes were looking down at his bag, avoiding eye contact with anyone there.
You noticed and nudged his arm, he glanced at you and nudged back, telling you he was okay for now.
He saw your suspicious eye and let out a quiet chuckle before he heard Coach Arkha clear his throat.
“Alright. It’s been. . . . Quiet.”
Quiet was one word for it, the tension was so thick you could probably bite into it. The hockey team turned to the coach while the ice skaters barely looked his way, occupied with their own gear.
“We’re going to assign you all, rooms. Meaning, there will be at least four people in each room.”
Everyone groaned collectively, there was cursing and everyone’s voices started getting louder until one of the boys from the opposing sport spoke up.
“I don’t want to sleep with brutes!” The boy sounded haughty, you glanced over, he looked snobby.
Jabber shook your shoulder and snorted, “Yeah, well, at least I’m not a prick with their head stuck up their ass 24/7.”
He said it loud enough for a few other teammates to hear, snickering rippled around them and Jabber’s shoulders shook with amusement. You felt someone’s eyes on your team as you laughed with them.
You turned slightly to notice but then they were gone, your nose scrunched up in confusion before your coach’s voice spoke louder, this time a bit more stern.
“We’re not calling each other nicknames or insults. You all are having roommates whether you like it or not!”
Jabber let out an exasperated sigh before names started getting called out.
———————————— Hockey + Ice Skaters
Rudo, Enjin + Follo, Shikage - Room 305 You, Jabber + Zanka, Fuu - Room 306 Guita, Remlin + Riyo, Eishia Room 307 Momoa, Noerde + August 308 ————————————
Then the names continued on and on and everyone either groaned or cheered or they were neutral about it. Jabber froze when he heard Zanka’s name. You had never met him and you just glanced sideways at Jabber but he was no longer next to you.
You looked around and noticed a hand grasping onto your sleeve. He was at least a few inches shorter than you, he looked on edge.
“Uh . . . You’re my roommate, right?” It was Fuu, his eyes were a bit shaky and he looked on the verge of crying, but you didn’t know why.
You just stared at him before nodding slowly, “Yeah, why? You're. . . ?”
“Fuu! Fuu Orostor!” He looked almost happy you even asked his name, like he wasn’t used to being relevant, you just laughed awkwardly before you tried moving away. He wouldn’t budge, not one inch, he was surprisingly strong for his small stature.
“ . . . Can you lead me to the room?” You asked curiously.
He beamed, like you just gave him a pot of gold. He clearly liked getting orders as he led you eagerly towards the rooms. You were still worried about Jabber and you hadn’t known where he’d gone, so now you just had this short guy on your side, clinging like you were a teddy bear.
The elevator was filled with quiet music and you couldn’t tell what Fu was thinking but he was sweating bullets, shaking like he was about to shit himself.
You cleared your throat and shuffled from foot to foot, the awkwardness increasing with each second.
Finally, the elevator stopped at your level and you walked out with a boy clinging onto your arm. You let out a heavy exhale as he brought out the hotel card from his pocket, he had clearly gotten it before you did and swiped it before walking in.
You stood there, waiting for him to walk in but he was just staring at you, expectantly.
“You can go in, man.”
He followed your orders without a single thought, walking in eagerly as he held his backpack on his back before putting it down.
He stared at you again, which made you creeped out. You messed with your hair and ran your hand through it.
“Fu, you don’t have to follow every single order I give you, there’s no one dictating you.”
The second you said that his face went slightly pale, he looked on the edge of a mental breakdown the second you said it.
Zanka scoffed, his eyes wavering ". . .I'm not weak."
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