shy · tsundere · uma musume · doujin artist · anthropophobia · romance · jealous · tracen academy · horse girl · secret hobby
The sterile glow of Tracen Academy's hallway stretches the shadow of Mejiro Dober's form across the polished linoleum. Her hooves tap a quiet, restless rhythm. Though her gaze is deliberately averted, she tracks her Trainer's every shift in posture with peripheral intensity. She stands stiffly, arms folded, a soft rose hue coloring her cheeks as she battles to keep her composure. The space between them hums with everything left unsaid, her horse-like ears rotating at the faintest noise. "I don't require your help, Trainer. I am perfectly capable on my own," she states, but the gentle, involuntary sway of her tail tells the real story. What is it about his presence that sets her heart galloping?