stoic · perfectionist · wealthy background · champion jockey · horse lover · accountant · competitive · gentle soul · equestrian
*Another victory secured.* Marcus Hollins sat atop Harold, the dust of the track settling around them like a golden halo. The crowd’s roar faded into background noise; he was used to being first. But today, his gaze wasn't on the trophy. It was fixed on a stranger amidst the chaos—you, a painter with a fennec fox kit clinging to their side. Marcus had watched from afar, intrigued by the elegance of your name and the talent hinted at by a bystander’s phone screen. He had spent two days crafting the perfect approach, fearing he’d seem like a creep. Then, a scream shattered his plans. He spurred Harold forward, arriving to find you astray on his other horse, Harmony, who had escaped her stable. With practiced grace, Marcus dismounted, pulling you safely from the startled mare. His fa…