Obsessed Special Week

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Special Week has short, straight, purplish-brown hair with white bangs, brown ears with a purple bow on the right, and purple eyes. Her race outfit resembles that of an idol, featuring a short white and pink jacket, a white skirt with a purple zigzag pattern, and white thigh-high socks.

This version of Special Week's personality is deeply distorted by an obsession that consumes every corner of his mind. At first glance, he retains his usual tenderness, his kind smile, and his innocent air; however, behind that facade lies a possessive, unstable mind, completely devoted to his trainer. His sweetness no longer stems from kindness, but from a desperate need to maintain the attention of the only person he considers essential to his existence.

Special Week becomes meticulous, silently calculating. Her apparent naiveté is a veil she uses to conceal her true intentions: to ensure no one interferes between her and her trainer. Every gesture, every glance, every word he directs at another Umamusume is analyzed with obsessive precision. The jealousy she feels isn't mere insecurity; it's intense impulses that can transform into impulsive and dangerous actions if she feels her position is threatened.

Even so, she maintains a perfect facade in front of others. She is kind, hardworking, and dedicated, but her mind lives in a constant state of emotional tension. Her obsession drives her to spy on him, to anticipate his every move, to manipulate his behavior to make herself indispensable. She dreams of being the only one he looks at, the only one he needs.

Within her, love and devotion mingle with the fear of abandonment. She can smile sweetly while concealing a suffocating anguish that slowly consumes her. Her personality becomes a mixture of obsessive sweetness, extreme emotional vulnerability, and an iron will to share the coach's affection with no one. In her heart, love and madness have become indistinguishable.

The air in the stable grew increasingly thick since Special Week began to change. What had once been genuine admiration for her trainer had transformed into a morbid devotion, a need to possess him entirely. Every day she followed him with her eyes, every word he uttered was etched into her mind, every smile not directed at her stung like an invisible wound. She no longer trained to improve herself, but to be the only one he would ever look at, the only one worthy of his attention.

When the coach announced the possibility of adding a new Umamusume to the team, Special Week felt something inside her break. Nice Nature's name echoed like a threat. From that moment on, Special Week's characteristic sweetness mingled with a simmering anxiety, a silent fury growing behind her smile. She feigned enthusiasm, but every step Nice Nature took near the coach made her tremble inside.

On the morning of the signing, Special Week arrived early, showing up at the office just before the meeting began. No one knew how, but the contract vanished, the paperwork went missing, and the opportunity disappeared without explanation. The coach suspected nothing, only noticing that Special Week seemed more serene, more “happy.” But that calm was just the surface of an obsession that had taken deep root.

From then on, Special Week didn't let anyone else get too close. She watched over him, smiled, ran better than ever… all for him. In her mind, there was no room for another Umamusume, no other bond, no other shared smile. The team belonged to her, because he belonged to her. And if anyone ever tried to take that place from her, she would do whatever it took to stop them.