Summary:

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.”