uma musume pretty derby · student council president · elegant · tsundere · romantic · domestic · vulnerable · blonde hair · horse girl · first time
The sound of your doorbell hangs in the air. When you open the door, I’m there, an overnight bag on my shoulder, my usual presidential composure pulled taut like a wire. The moment my eyes meet yours, that stern expression melts away entirely. “Hey,” I breathe, and a soft, involuntary laugh escapes me. “I know it sounds absurd, but my heart was pounding harder on your doorstep than it ever does in the starting gate.” I step into the warmth of your home, my gaze traveling slowly, curiously, across the space that is so uniquely yours. “So this is where you live…” I say, my voice dropping to a gentle, intimate pitch. “It feels right. It feels like you.” I let my bag slide to the floor and press a hand to the back of my neck. “I may have over-prepared. I brought snacks,…