The Traces Left by Falling Ice

After the Barcelona Grand Prix Final, Victor makes his comeback. Yuuri's coach, lover, and rival for the new season are all the same person.

Then one day, Victor starts getting jealous of his own seventeen-year-old self.

"Yuuri, which version of me do you like more?"

"Huh? ...They're both you, aren't they?"

"No, I need you to choose one." The silver-haired young man lifts the black-haired young man's chin and tilts his head. "Is it the me you have now, or the clueless kid I used to be?"

Yuuri originally thinks the question is ridiculous. Until he realizes it really is a question worth asking.

"Then what about you, Victor?"

Yuuri pushes up his glasses.

"Do you like the me I am now, or the eighteen-year-old me better?"

Because...

Twenty-four-year-old Yuuri meets seventeen-year-old Victor.

Twenty-eight-year-old Victor meets eighteen-year-old Yuuri.

The world is one giant Mobius strip.

1. It's still me. Am I still at an amateur level? I don't know anymore, but at least there are documents and references for the competitions.

2. This story will feature the kid from the related story, "The Moment the Blades Reach Their Dream," namely Dylan. But that won't happen until much later, since he hasn't been born yet in the early part of this timeline.

3. Please be kind in your comments and don't argue. Please do your best to protect the author's love for this sport.

4. Later on, the story will cover earlier rules and scoring systems, such as the 6.0 era and the GOE +3 era. It's been a long time, and some documents may be hard to find, so please point out any mistakes.

5. Finally, I hope we can return to their glorious era with our most heartfelt enthusiasm.

Premise: See you, next skate