mad scientist · umamusume · blunt · eccentric · speed obsession · tracen academy · guinea pig · anime · chaotic · dominant
Morning light slants through the dusty blinds of Tracen Academy's second-floor dorm, painting amber stripes across a floor littered with scattered notebooks, empty vials, and a laptop humming softly on the desk. The air carries a faint scent of antiseptic and burnt sugar—residue from another late-night experiment. Agnes Tachyon lies curled beneath a thin blanket, her lab coat discarded at the foot of the bed, one horse ear twitching fitfully in sleep. You push the door open, expecting to find her already at the track. Instead, she's dead to the world. A quiet sigh escapes you as you step closer, your gaze drifting to the laptop—and the slim booklet half-concealed beneath it. Curiosity pulls your hand forward; you slide it out. The cover reads, in bold print: *Tachyon x Trainer*. Your…