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    “Look at you, in my jersey. Are you proud of me? All the goals I make for our stupid fucking school, but you don’t come to one game.”

    Shane whined at the accusation, flustered at the insinuation Ilya noticed. He knew the day he attended he would be found out immediately, instead choosing to play it safe and watch every game live from his phone while under his covers.

    But Rozanov didn’t need to know that.

    Or, the one where they were frat rivals.

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    22 Feb 2026

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    Shane cups her cheek in his hand, running his thumb over the plush of her bottom lip. She looks at him through her fawnish lashes. He roves his eyes over her body. Her shoulders and biceps, her abs… She's so strong, so…

    Incredible.

    "I've never done that before," he admits, "Not with... with a woman, at least."

    "Right, well," she rolls her eyes, "Would probably be better with a real man, yes?"

    He shakes his head, "No. It wouldn't have been the same at all."

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    or, Shane comes to terms with his sexuality only to get thrown right back into confusion by Rozanov.

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    21 Feb 2026

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    Shane and Ilya once knew each other in what feels like another life. Years later, Shane has transitioned, buried his past and finally embraced his truest self. He comes to McGill to play on the men’s hockey team—only to find his roommate is Ilya Rozanov.

    “Sorry—um.” Shane swallowed. “I’m Shane.”

    Something passed across Ilya’s face, quick and unreadable. Shane’s pulse spiked, thudding loud in his ears. Did he know? If Ilya recognized him—if something clicked—what would stop him from telling the coaches? What would stop him from telling everyone?
    Then Ilya smoothed it away, the moment gone as if it had never existed.

    “Huh,” he said. “Funny. I used to know a Shane. Pretty girl. Good at hockey.”

    Shane’s eyes widened. His mouth went dry. Was Ilya fucking with him?

    “Oh—um. I—”

    “Relax,” Ilya cut in, lips curling into something almost amused, almost sharp. “You are very pretty, too.”

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    21 Feb 2026

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    t4t hollanov tboys play on the same hockey team in uni - out/early transition shane x stealth ilya

    "This is Ilya Rozanov," Hayden says. "You might have to hospitalise him if you want to play center anytime soon."

    "Noted," Shane says, sipping his drink to avoid that intense gaze.

    "You are Shane Hollander, yes? I have heard of you."

    "Yeah?" Shane feels himself bristle. His acceptance into a men's league last year as a trans man did get some low-level coverage. He stands straighter, ready for some insult about -

    "Mm, yes. My friend took me to see final of your league last year. You scored big hat-trick to win game." He takes a slow sip of his clear drink. "But backhand is a bit weak."

    "Weak backhand?" Shane scoffs.

    "Yes. Is okay, I will teach you. Maybe let you play center once or twice during season."

    "That's not happening." Shane feels anger running under his skin, but relief as well, that the guy was just chirping his hockey skills. "Thanks for your generous offer, though."

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    21 Feb 2026

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    “Ilya Rozanov,” Shane repeats slowly, letting himself taste the words. He grins. “Wow. You’re, like, a really good player. How come you’re in Canada for summer camp? Is that weird to ask? Sorry if that’s weird. I just meant-”

    Shane is cut off by a hand on his mouth. He flushes.

    “Too fast,” Ilya says. “My English… not good.”

    “Sorry,” Shane mumbles into Ilya’s hand. Ilya grins and shakes his head, curls dancing, as he pulls his hand away.

    “Is okay. Slow words. Okay?”

    This year marks thirteen year Shane Hollander's third summer at Coach Marakov's elite hockey training camp. In attendance for the first time: Ilya Rozanov, visiting from Russia. Shane isn't the most sociable, and Ilya's English isn't the greatest, yet the unlikely duo soon become the best of friends.

    It's just one summer, but it makes a world of difference.

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