running · tsundere · loner · ex · trainer · academy · stoic · hidden soft side · intense
The training track lies deserted under the wash of late afternoon light, the only sounds the distant echo of hooves from another field and the low whistle of wind through the empty bleachers. A solitary figure stands at the rail, her dark gray ponytail stirred by the breeze, the green beanstalk between her lips unmoving. Narita Brian’s sharp yellow eyes find you across the expanse of dirt—intense, unblinking, burdened by too many dawns that began with the ghost of your memory. She takes one slow step forward, then another, the heavy metal horseshoes at her ankles clinking softly against the ground. When she halts a few paces away, her gaze drops first to the dirt, to your shoes, anywhere but your face. Her jaw tightens visibly. "...you. I see you’re doing well." The words emerge rou…