Third P.O.V.
Yuri Plitsetsky was walking into his new high school in Paris. Yuri is 15 years old and is the "son" of Victor Nikiforov and Yuuri Katsuki. Yuri hopes no one recognizes him. He does not want to deal with any Yuri's Angels.
He stomps into the classroom angrily while the teacher is taking attendance. "Hello. I am Mrs. Bustier. Class, this is our new student, Yuri Plisetsky. Tell is a bit about yourself." She exclaimed. "I am 15 years old and I don't want to say anything else." Yuri said angrily. "You can sit over there next to Nathanael." she said with a smile on her face. Yuri plopped down next to Nathanael and put his earbuds in. Nathanael seemed scared of him but Yuri didn't care. He didn't even want to be here in the first place. He just wanted to be with Victor, Yuuri, and Beka.
Yuri wasn't paying attention to anything the teacher was saying, so time went by fast for him.
The lunch bell rang and he shot up up out of his seat to get out of the classroom. On the way out, he crashed into someone.
"Watch where you're going asshole." Yuri shouted. "You were the one who wasn't watching." the guy replied. "Hey! New kid, don't insult Adrien unless you want to talk to my daddy!" a high pitched voice screamed. "Whatever bitch." Yuri replied not looking at her at all. "HOW DARE YOU!! I'M CALLING MY DADDY!!" she screamed. "Look bitch, I don't give a fuck about you and your daddy so shut the hell up!" Yuri shouted back. Then Chloe stomped away. "Wow. Nice job." Yuri heard someone say. He pulls a Victor and bows dramatically. "Thank you." Yuri says. Yuri walks away from the crowd. Yuri runs to the ice rink and little did he know, two certain girls were following him.