No One POV:

After the big decision of letting Skai compete for the Championships, Choi Kim knew it was time that she unleashed her style of training Skai and a way of bonding with the girl her way. This means to Choi Kim, the trainings will get harder and the routines will get much more complex. 

After all, Kim is known for her complex routines in the Senior Division for Women. Skai pulls more of her style of skating from the mens side, so it's not hard to teach her complex things. It's just her way of setting the mood and flowing with the music she needs to connect with.

Skai is known to be the Devil On Ice, meaning she has a bad girl persona and child like skating techniques are aggressive. Rumors circulate around this girl a lot about who how cool she is on the ice but never in the way she wants it to be. There was only a few times she was happy before she was called that.

Only one point in life, she was called Yuta Babivecha, Daughter of Yoshirou Babivecha. Princess Yu on Ice. Her one performance to her program called Shall We Skate was the only memory people had of her before she became the Devil On Ice. The days after her father passed...

Skai herself...witness the passing of her father...

The sound of the crowd cheering echoed in the stadium that day, but all little Skai could hear was the sharp slice of her father's skates as they glided across the ice. The world felt larder, colder, the lights brighter than ever, as she stood in the front row, her eyes wide with awe.

It was her father's moment - a legend, returning to the ice, just as he always promised he would. Right after the Father and Daughters Skating Competition, it was his goal to return to where his happiness started and where her happiness started.

Her father spun, leaping into the air with a grace that seemed impossible for anyone else. The girl smiled, her heart swelling with pride. Papa always makes it look easy. But in the middle of his final spin, something changed. The rhythm faltered, a brief tremor running through her father's legs as he landed, stumbling slightly.

The girl leaned forward, her fingers digging into the cold metal railing, feeling a sudden chill rush down her spine. Her father's arms flailed for balance, the strength that once commanded the ice now failing him. 

The girl blinked, confused. The fall was slow, almost unreal, as her father collapsed onto the frozen surface, the once-glorious glide now nothing but a lifeless skid across the ice.

"Papa?" The word was a whisper lost in the roar of the crowd, which had yet to understand what had happened.

There was a strange silence in the air, despite the noise around her, as if time itself held its breath. The girl's heart thudded loudly in her ears. Medics rushed onto the rink, their shouts muffled, distant, as if they were part of a different reality.

The girl couldn't move, her legs rooted to the spot. She wanted to shout, to call out to her father, but the words choked in her throat. Instead, she watched helplessly as they surrounded the man who had once been larger than life, her hero, her father - the man who wasn't getting up.

Tears pricked at the edges of her vision, but she couldn't cry. Not yet. Not while her father was still on the ice, his body still unmoving.

The girl's world, once filled with the vibrant sound of skates cutting through ice, fell silent. And that silence lasted for a very long while.

And when that silence was finally broken, that same girl who witnessed the death of her father was replaced with someone different. Someone more serious in the world of skating and someone who's goal was to skate a totally different way from her father's style.

Her father had his own style of being an angel, gentle, a playful guy, and someone who lift the hearts of others and spectators in the crowd. He had the crowd in his palms already when he steps foot on that ice but for Skai, she had them bowing on one knee.

She never once mentioned her father's name nor his death. No one dared to even mention it around her because they fear what she would do or say. She introduced herself to the world as The Devil On Ice.

"Hey Skai I have a question..." Choi Kim asked Skai with all her curiosity. Skai hummed to let her know she is listening, so Kim asked, "Why did you become the Devil On Ice? And how?" 

That question has always came up whenever someone get curious of why Skai is the way she is on ice and off the ice. There could be only once answer to that.

"Do I even need to answer that when the obvious is right in your face Choi," Skai paused looking straight at the woman with a serious and scary expression that brings fevers down the spine, "because I wanted to become the Devil On Ice...period." 

And that was all Skai was going to give her? Not really...because Choi Kim was already told the reason why Skai become who she was. It was pretty obvious but Kim is too dense. 

"You should already know Kim...I've already told you but you seem to have forgotten." Skai muttered only to whisper to herself. 

'I told you my dark past of my father...how is that not obvious enough of why I became the Devil On Ice...'