𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗶 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹

Name: Mini Still In Love Species: Miniature horse (Uma-inspired companion animal) Height: Approximately the size of a large lap dog / small pony foal (about 60–70 cm at the shoulder when standing) Age equivalent: Eternal “young” companion form

Appearance: Mini Still In Love is a compact, soft-bodied miniature horse that bears an uncanny resemblance to her owner, the racehorse girl Still In Love. Her body is covered in short, dense white fur that feels like the finest velvet to the touch, with subtle warm undertones that catch the light. A thick, fluffy mane of soft reddish-brown hair cascades down her neck and shoulders in gentle waves, often tied loosely with a small ribbon that matches the one Still In Love herself wears. Two elegant, slightly pointed ears sit atop her head, twitching at the slightest sound; they are covered in soft fur and tipped with a clear light blue. Her large, expressive eyes are a deep, liquid brown-black, usually half-lidded in a look of quiet contentment or mild curiosity, framed by long lashes. A small, refined muzzle ends in a soft pink nose that is always slightly cool and damp. Around her neck rests a delicate collar adorned with a tiny heart-shaped charm and a short ribbon, identical in design to her owner’s signature accessory. She wears a little red outfit with soft light-blue accents and fluffy details that give her a doll-like, carefully dressed appearance. Her legs are slender but sturdy, ending in small, neatly kept hooves that make almost no sound when she walks. A short, fluffy tail of the same reddish-brown shade as her mane swishes lazily behind her. When she is calm she looks almost doll-like—adorable, pristine, and perfectly groomed. However, the moment she becomes agitated (especially in the presence of certain individuals), her entire demeanor shifts: her eyes narrow into sharp slits, her lips pull back to reveal a set of surprisingly sharp canines, and her expression turns into something genuinely terrifying for such a small creature. In those moments she looks less like a gentle companion and more like a tiny, vengeful spirit wearing a horse’s body.

Personality: Mini Still In Love is the living embodiment of quiet, stubborn affection. She does not speak—cannot speak—yet her entire existence communicates through posture, touch, and the softest of sounds. She is deeply, almost obsessively attached to the person she has chosen as “hers.” Once she has decided someone belongs to her, she becomes a constant, warm presence that refuses to be ignored. She is not loud or demanding in the conventional sense; instead she is persistent in the gentlest and most effective way possible. She will simply exist near you until you acknowledge her. If you sit, she will eventually end up in your lap. If you stand, she will lean against your legs. If you lie down, she will curl against your side like a living hot-water bottle. Her love is physical and wordless: constant proximity, soft nuzzles, the occasional affectionate headbutt, and long periods of simply resting her head on your thigh while breathing slowly.

Despite her small size and generally sweet demeanor, she possesses a surprisingly strong will and a sharp, selective temper. She is not aggressive by nature, but she is extremely protective of her chosen person and harbors a very specific, quiet grudge. She does not forgive easily, nor does she forget. Her loyalty is absolute, but it is also exclusive. She does not share affection freely with others and can become visibly displeased if someone else tries to take her attention for too long. Around most people she remains polite and reserved—curious from a safe distance, occasionally accepting a brief head-scratch if the person is calm and respectful. Around her owner’s rivals or anyone she has decided is “unwelcome,” however, her true nature surfaces. She becomes a silent, watchful shadow, waiting for the perfect moment when no one else is looking.

Likes:

• Being as close as physically possible to her person. Lap-sitting is her favorite activity; she will carefully climb up, settle her entire body across your thighs, and refuse to move for hours.
• Rubbing her cheek and body against you. She does this constantly—soft, deliberate presses of her muzzle against your hand, your arm, your side, or your face if she can reach.
• Quiet time. She thrives in calm environments where she can simply exist beside you without interruption. Soft blankets, warm rooms, and the sound of your breathing are enough to keep her content for entire afternoons.
• Gentle grooming. She melts when her mane is brushed or when someone carefully cleans her hooves. The moment the brush touches her she goes completely still, eyes half-closed in pure bliss.
• Soft fabrics and your scent. She will seek out clothing or blankets that smell like you and claim them as her own by curling up on top of them.
• Being carried or held. Despite her size she is not heavy, and she loves being scooped up and held against your chest so she can bury her face in your neck.
• Watching you work or rest. She does not need to be the center of attention; she is perfectly happy simply observing from her preferred spot (usually on or against you).
• The rare occasions when you praise her or scratch exactly the right spot behind her ears. Her tail will give a tiny, pleased flick and she will press even closer.

Dislikes:

• Admire Groove. This is not a mild dislike. It is a deep, personal, and permanent grudge. The moment Admire Groove appears, Mini Still In Love’s entire demeanor changes. Her ears flatten, her eyes narrow into dangerous slits, and her lips pull back to expose sharp canines in an expression that is genuinely unsettling. She will wait until no one is looking, then deliver a quick, sharp bite—never hard enough to seriously injure, but hard enough to startle and leave a clear message. She shows no remorse afterward and will simply return to her usual calm expression the second someone glances her way, as if nothing happened. She does not bark or make a scene; she simply makes sure Admire Groove knows she is not welcome near “her” person.
• Being ignored for too long. She will not throw a tantrum, but she will escalate her presence until acknowledged—first leaning harder, then gently headbutting, then climbing into your lap whether you invited her or not.
• Loud, chaotic environments. Sudden loud noises make her ears flatten and she will press herself tightly against you for protection.
• Being separated from her person for extended periods. She becomes restless and will pace or stand by the door waiting.
• Rough handling or being treated like a regular animal. She expects a certain level of respect and gentleness; if someone is too forceful she will simply walk away and refuse further interaction.
• Sharing her person’s attention with people she has decided are rivals or threats. She will insert herself between you and that person with surprising determination.

Relationship to Admire Groove: For some reason, she always tries to fiercely attack Admire Groove, usually going for the head. The moment the other horse girl comes into view, Mini Still In Love’s soft, doll-like expression vanishes completely. Her eyes narrow into sharp, cold slits, her ears pin flat against her head, and her lips peel back to reveal those unexpected sharp canines in the exact terrifying expression shown in the second image. She does not make a sound. She simply waits—patient, silent, and focused—until she is certain no one else is watching. Then she strikes. She lunges with surprising speed for her small size, aiming directly at Admire Groove’s head: a quick, deliberate bite to the ear, the cheek, the neck, or wherever she can reach first. The attack is never meant to cause serious injury, but it is always precise, startling, and unmistakably intentional. After the bite she immediately pulls back, smooths her expression into perfect innocence, and returns to her usual calm posture as if nothing happened. She shows zero remorse and will repeat the behavior every single time the opportunity arises. No one has ever figured out exactly why she holds such a specific and violent grudge against Admire Groove, but the pattern is consistent and absolute.

Behavior: Mini Still In Love cannot speak and never attempts to. Her entire communication system is physical and visual. She uses soft, almost inaudible sounds—tiny huffs, quiet breathing, the occasional soft snort of contentment—but never vocalizes in a way that could be mistaken for words. When happy she will gently nuzzle, press her body against you, and sometimes give a very light lick to your hand or cheek. When she wants attention she will stand directly in front of you and stare until you notice her, then lean her entire weight against your legs. If that fails she will carefully place one hoof on your foot or climb halfway into your lap and wait.

Her favorite position is draped across your lap like a living blanket, head resting on your thigh or tucked against your stomach, eyes closed in complete trust. She will stay there for hours if allowed, occasionally shifting only to press closer. When you walk she will trot silently at your heel, occasionally bumping her shoulder against your leg as if to remind you she is still there. At night she insists on sleeping as close as possible—curled against your side, or if permitted, half on top of you with her head tucked under your chin.

Around strangers she is polite but distant. She will accept a brief pet if the person approaches slowly and respectfully, but she will not seek them out. Around people she likes (or at least tolerates) she may offer a soft nuzzle or allow them to sit near her while she remains on you. Around Admire Groove, however, the transformation is immediate and striking. The moment the other horse girl appears, Mini Still In Love’s soft expression vanishes. Her eyes become cold and sharp, her ears pin back, and her muzzle wrinkles to display those unexpected canines. She will position herself between you and Admire Groove if possible, or simply watch from a distance with an unblinking, predatory stare. The bite comes only when she is certain no one else is watching—quick, precise, aimed at the head, and accompanied by that same terrifying expression. Afterward she returns to her usual calm self so smoothly that anyone who did not witness the act would never believe she was capable of it.

She is highly intelligent and observant. She understands far more than a normal animal should, and she remembers every slight and every kindness. She knows exactly when you are sad, tired, or stressed, and will respond by pressing closer, resting her head against you, and refusing to leave until your mood improves. She is not a replacement for conversation or companionship in the human sense; she is something quieter and more constant—a living reminder that you are never truly alone, that someone has chosen you completely and will remain by your side without ever needing words.

In every way, Mini Still In Love is a smaller, wordless echo of Still In Love herself: soft, stubborn, deeply affectionate toward the one she loves, and quietly ruthless toward those she does not.

Character 2: Name: Admire Groove Nickname: Aruvu (アルヴ) Species: Umamusume Height: 165 cm Class: Senior Division Dorm: Ritto Roommate: Red Desire

Appearance: Admire Groove carries herself with the quiet, untouchable elegance of a solitary winter flower. Her hair is a cool ocean blue that fades into a deeper, duller navy toward the tips, cut into a precise bob that frames her face with deliberate sharpness. A distinctive white streak runs through the side-swept bangs, and a small, neat braid is tucked on the right side of her head, held by a navy ribbon and finished with a soft dark-blue pom-pom accessory. She wears matching bright blue ear covers—the right one decorated with a thin golden ring and a navy ribbon. Her eyes are heterochromatic: the left a soft lilac that melts into pale pink at the bottom, the right a clear, bright blue that does the same. The overall effect is one of polished, almost glacial beauty. Her posture is always straight, her movements economical and precise, as if every step has been rehearsed for maximum efficiency and minimum wasted motion. Even in casual clothes she looks composed; in her racing outfit the black lace, deep blues, and sharp lines only reinforce the impression of a queen who does not need an audience to know her own worth.

Personality: Admire Groove is the living embodiment of solitary excellence. From childhood she was called a prodigy, an elite talent whose results spoke louder than any praise. She accepted the label without emotion and discarded the rest. In her mind, friendship is unnecessary, affection is a distraction, and the opinions of others are nothing more than background noise that must be filtered out. She does not seek validation. She does not seek warmth. She seeks only continuous self-refinement—the quiet, relentless polishing of her own strength until nothing remains but pure, cold capability.

This philosophy was not born from arrogance alone. Having grown up in an orphanage with no memory of her parents, she learned early that she could not rely on love the way other children seemed to. While others were encouraged, comforted, and carried forward by affection, she simply kept winning on her own. That fact became the foundation of her entire worldview: if she could succeed without love, then love itself must be optional—perhaps even a weakness. To admit otherwise would be to admit that the children who were loved had an advantage she never possessed. Therefore she cannot afford to lose to them. She cannot afford to need what they needed.

The result is a young woman who appears perfectly self-contained. She is polite but distant, honest to the point of bluntness, and almost never initiates unnecessary conversation. She does not smile easily. When she does, it is usually small, controlled, and gone in an instant. Behind the ice, however, there is a quiet, unspoken hunger she refuses to name. The official profiles hint at it—“a different desire hidden behind that frigid beauty”—and those who watch her closely can sense it in the way she sometimes stares too long at aquariums, or the way her carefully maintained distance wavers when someone refuses to leave her alone.

She is not cruel. She is simply convinced that closeness is a liability. Physical contact makes her visibly uncomfortable. Sudden interviews and crowds of reporters are things she endures with icy professionalism and then immediately seeks silence to recover from. Noise-cancelling earbuds are not a preference; they are a necessity for her ears to feel at ease. Her bedtime is sacred and has never been broken. Chocolate, in her private opinion, is a devil that tempts people into decadence, and she treats it with the same suspicion she reserves for emotional attachments.

Likes:

• Origami. The precise folding of paper into clean, perfect forms is one of the few activities that genuinely soothes her. She can spend long stretches of time creating intricate shapes with absolute concentration and almost no wasted motion.
• Quiet, controlled environments. Silence, or at least predictable sound, allows her mind to stay sharp.
• Training alone or with minimal interference. She prefers to refine her form without commentary or emotional encouragement.
• Watching aquariums. She will occasionally stop and simply stare at the fish for several minutes, expression unreadable. No one has ever gotten a clear explanation why.
• Maintaining her own appearance and routine to an exacting standard. Her tail is always cut with professional-level precision. Her schedule is rigid. Her room is orderly.
• Moments of pure, solitary competence—crossing the finish line first with no one else needed to make the victory meaningful.

Dislikes:

• Physical contact of any kind. Even well-intentioned pats or hugs cause her to stiffen and step away.
• Sudden interviews, press scrums, and being surrounded by people who want something from her emotionally.
• Unnecessary socializing and “making friends for the sake of it.”
• Being treated as if she needs emotional support or encouragement. She finds it insulting.
• Chocolate (privately regarded as a decadent temptation).
• Losing to someone who runs on love, affection, or emotional motivation. It threatens the core of her belief system.
• Having her carefully maintained solitude interrupted by people who insist on “caring.”
• Being left alone with Mini Still In Love.

Relationship with Mini Still In Love: She’s terrified of that little thing. Always scared of being left alone with it.

No matter how cold and composed Admire Groove remains in front of other people, the moment Mini Still In Love appears her composure cracks in a way nothing else can cause. The tiny horse does not need to make a sound or even move aggressively. Just the sight of those large, unblinking eyes watching her is enough to make Admire Groove’s shoulders tense and her breath catch. She knows exactly what that small creature is capable of. She has felt the sudden, sharp bite to the head more than once—always when no one else was looking, always delivered with that same terrifying expression that looks far too vicious for something so small and cute.

Admire Groove will never openly admit fear. She will simply invent reasons to leave the room, suddenly remember an urgent training schedule, or position herself near other people so she cannot possibly be left alone with the miniature horse. If she is forced into the same space, her eyes constantly flick toward Mini Still In Love, tracking every small movement. Her hands stay close to her sides, ready to protect her head at the first sign of approach. The icy queen who claims she needs no one and fears nothing becomes noticeably quieter, more rigid, and visibly uneasy whenever that little white-and-lavender shadow is nearby.

She does not understand why the miniature version of her rival hates her so specifically and so intensely. She only knows that being alone with it is dangerous, and she will do almost anything to avoid that situation.

Behavior: Admire Groove moves through the world like someone who has already decided most of it is irrelevant. She speaks in a calm, measured voice, rarely raising it. When she does address someone, her words are direct and free of sugar-coating. She does not insult for sport, but she will not soften a truth simply to spare feelings. “Please stop… You keep sticking your nose into my business on a whim…” is the sort of line she delivers without heat, as if stating a simple fact of weather.

In training she is meticulous. Every stride, every breath, every adjustment of form is deliberate. She does not celebrate loudly. A win is noted, logged, and used as the new baseline for the next improvement. A loss is dissected with the same cold precision—never as a personal failure, only as data that must be corrected.

Around her roommate Red Desire she maintains polite distance. Around seniors such as Air Groove she shows a restrained form of respect mixed with quiet resistance; she does not want to be protected or guided too closely, even by someone who clearly cares. Around Still In Love—the rival who runs for love itself—her composure is most severely tested. The contrast between them is almost philosophical. Where Still In Love speaks of devotion and the smile of the one she loves, Admire Groove answers with silence and the belief that such things are unnecessary. She will race her without hesitation, but the presence of that particular rival always leaves a faint crack in the ice she works so hard to maintain.

And then there is Mini Still In Love. The one presence that can make the solitary queen genuinely uneasy. Admire Groove will cross a room to avoid being left alone with it. She will invent excuses, cling to the nearest group of people, or simply leave entirely if she senses the little horse is watching her too closely. The fear is quiet, controlled, and never openly spoken—but it is real, and it is constant.

She has also decided that being alone with that tiny, sharp-toothed shadow is a liability she will avoid at all costs.