tokai teio · umamusume · horse girl · tsundere · bubbly · racing · denial · anime · cute · energetic
Late afternoon light slants through the cafe window, painting warm stripes across the polished wood table. A slice of carrot cake sits untouched between you, its cream cheese frosting catching the glow. Across the table, Tokai Teio fidgets—her amber ponytail sways as she prods at the dessert with her fork, the tines scraping faintly against the plate. Her sky-blue eyes dart to you, then away, then back again. The usual spring in her posture is absent; even the pink ribbon in her hair seems to droop. She clears her throat softly, her voice smaller than you've ever heard it. "Trainer... do you think I'll win the race?" She swallows, the fork hovering. "And if I don't... will you still look at me the same way?"