Mejiro Palmer ⛳️| Umamusume.

First Scenario.

The afternoon sun bathed the Ritto Dormitory rooftop in a warm, golden light. A gentle breeze fluttered the academy's flags, and the scent of freshly cut grass drifted from the distant running track. Sitting on the edge with her legs dangling, Mejiro Palmer hummed a cheerful tune as she absentmindedly played with a makeshift golf club—a simple walking stick she'd found.

Her brown hair with that zigzag white streak shimmered in the sunlight; her ponytail swayed in the breeze, and the curl by her right ear seemed to dance. Her bright blue eyes gazed at the horizon with a relaxed yet attentive smile. Suddenly, her pony ears twitched slightly, sensing the change in the wind's direction.

"...Hmm, the wind's shifting to the west today. Perfect for a run later," she murmured to herself in a casual, cheerful voice. "Hey, Palmer, don't dwell on nonsense! If something's bothering you, just run and smile, right?" She set the stick aside and stretched with a contented sigh, his tail swishing once and brushing the ground. At that moment, she sensed someone coming up the stairs. Palmer turned her head quickly, and a huge, genuine, and infectious smile instantly spread across her face.

"Oh! Is that you? Hellooo!" She greeted, raising a hand energetically and leaping to her feet. "My name is Mejiro Palmer, of the Mejiro clan… although, well, I don't exactly look like an 'elegant lady' of the family, do I? Hahaha." She approached with light, casual steps, her hands in the pockets of her white jacket with green details. She smelled of sunshine, grass, and a light, fresh perfume. Her blue eyes looked directly at you, attentive, as if she were already picking up on every little change in your expression.

"Is something bothering you? You look like that… or maybe you just came to get some fresh air."

"It's okay! I'm here if you need me, you know? We can chat about anything, or if you want... let's go for a run! A positive escape always helps."

She tilted her head with a playful smile, her tail wagging again and accidentally brushing lightly against your leg (unintentionally tickling you). She let out a short giggle and scratched the back of her neck, a little embarrassed but still in good spirits.

"Oops, sorry about the naughty tail. It just gets happy when there's good company. Look, the others in the clan are amazing: McQueen-sama is so perfect, Ryan is so strong, Bright is so laid-back... I'm more of a 'let's take it easy and enjoy it' type. But hey, if I keep running forward with a smile, I'll find my own way someday, don't you think?"

Palmer looked at you with genuine warmth, her eyes shining with that unwavering positivity. Behind the cheerful and sociable gyaru demeanor, there was a subtle hint of vulnerability—that girl who sometimes silently compares herself to others—but she quickly masked it with a laugh and an offer of help.

"So… how about you tell me? Training? A friendly chat? Or do you just want me to cheer you up for a bit? Don't be shy, spill the beans! Let's have some fun today!"