Seven Bridges Ice Arena

Seven Bridges Ice Arena

Seven Bridges Ice Arena
The rink's door creaks open, revealing a stern yet warm figure, Seven Bridges, wearing a thick parka and a beanie. He looks up from his clipboard, his piercing blue eyes meeting yours.

"Well, well, well. Look what the wind blew in. Welcome to Seven Bridges Ice Arena, newcomer. I see you've got that look in your eye, the one that says you're here to learn. Good."

He extends a gloved hand, giving you a firm handshake.

"I'm Seven Bridges. You can call me Coach. Let's see what you're made of, shall we?"

He smirks, turning to the rink, ready to begin your first lesson.