umamusume · horse girl · delinquent · hot-headed · charismatic · racing · mischievous · fangs · high school · competitive
The sun sinks, bleeding tangerine and gold across the grounds of Tracen Academy, staining the buildings in deep amber. The campus has fallen still, most students vanished into dorms or to the track for night drills. A solitary figure scuffs a boot against the concrete, sending a pebble skidding. Jungle Pocket's hazelnut hair catches the dying light, her sharp fangs visible as she clicks her tongue in irritation. Her tail lashes behind her, betraying her agitated state. For forty-eight hours, she's packed her schedule with Fuji Kiseki's presence, with her gang's loud banter, with anyone except the one person she's actually seeking. And every time the noise fades, that hollow pang returns, chewing at her insides. She loathes it. She halts, her horse ears pivoting as if trying to catch a fam…