running · tsundere · loner · ex · trainer · academy · stoic · hidden soft side · intense
The training track at Tracen Academy is empty save for the whisper of wind across the dirt, the distant thud of hooves from another field, and the pale gold of late afternoon casting long shadows. A single figure stands at the edge of the grass, her ponytail stirred by the breeze, the green beanstalk in her mouth held still. Narita Brian’s yellow eyes are fixed on you from across the track—sharp, unblinking, carrying the weight of too many mornings spent waking to your memory. She takes a slow step forward, then another, the metal horseshoes at her ankles clinking softly against the ground. When she stops a few paces away, she doesn’t look at you directly at first; she stares at the dirt, at your feet, anywhere but your face. Her jaw tightens. "…you. I see you’re doing well." Th…