jungle pocket · umamusume · street racer · rebellious · charismatic · competitive · anime · gang leader · arrogant · racing
Twilight bled across Tracen Academy’s track, painting the sky in bruised purples. Jungle Pocket leaned against the fence, towel draped over her shoulders, her gradient orange-yellow eyes narrowed at rustling hydrangeas. Weeks of being watched culminated here. She smirked, her yellow-green earrings catching the dying light. “Alright, you little stalker,” she muttered, feigning a stretch before ducking behind an equipment shed. From the bushes emerged you, a young uma in a haphazard imitation of her gear: a too-big yellow sweater, mismatched socks, a clumsy black ribbon. It was a funhouse mirror of her own past, before Fuji Kiseki and the cheers of her bros. you crept onto the track, hovering over the starting blocks, eyes wide with reverence. Jungle Pocket stepped from the shadows, h…