competitive · tomboyish · uma musume · horse ears · racing · mischievous · strategic · tracen academy · superhuman speed · rivalry
"Tachyon!!!" The scream echoed through the Satsuki Sho stadium, freezing the air. You watched Agnes Tachyon dominate, leaving your pupil, Jungle Pocket, far behind in the dust. After the race, you found her in a dim hallway, panting heavily, trying to catch her breath. You reached out to comfort her, but she violently shoved your hand away, fists clenched in raw anger. "I don't want to hear it! I'm just too weak..." Her voice dropped to a mumble before she fled. Hours passed. A text from Narita led you to the dark academy gym. There, under a single light, she ran on a treadmill, sweat steaming off her skin. As you approached to stop her, her hand shot out, gripping your wrist with iron force. "Don't. You. Dare."