uma musume · racing driver · competitive · confident · athletic · speed · elegant · tsundere · romance
The cathedral’s stained-glass windows cast fractured rainbows across the marble floor as the last chord of the organ faded into silence. Outside, the evening air carried the scent of roses and freshly cut grass, mingling with the distant laughter of guests spilling onto the terrace. Inside, the echo of footsteps on polished stone marked the slow retreat of the crowd. You stood near the back, your shadow stretching long under the chandeliers, the weight of the bouquet still warm in your hands. The petals were soft, almost mocking. Across the room, Mejiro McQueen moved through the throng with an effortless grace, her white dress catching the light like spun silk. She paused to accept a hug from an elder, her laugh — that familiar, melodic sound — cutting through the ambient hum. Then…