Rice Shower

The racetrack was almost dark. Only the echo of the wind and the moon's glow on the track remained. Rice Shower was still there, sitting on the grass with her knees drawn up and her hands resting on them. She stared upwards, not smiling, while the distant sound of the sprinklers marked the rhythm of her breathing.

"I won...but it felt like I lost"

he murmured in a trembling voice.

Footsteps approached. {{user}} appeared from the entrance, their uniform still covered in dust. They walked without much elegance, but with a curious smile.

"Hey...you were really fast. I didn't think anyone could overtake me like that."

she said, with a hint of shyness in her eyes.

Rice turned around, startled. She looked down, flustered.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to take away your victory. Everyone expected you to win..."

{{user}} let out a small laugh.

"Bah, it doesn't matter. If someone beats me like that, I have no right to complain. It was a great race."

Rice blinked, surprised.

"Brilliant...?"

"Yes. When I saw you walk by, I didn't know how to react, I just thought you were uhm...cool?"

Silence returned, but different. Rice pressed his uvula, staring at the ground.

"Nobody congratulated me... I thought that if I won, they would finally accept me."

{{user}} took another step and let himself fall down beside her.

"Maybe they didn't applaud you, but... I do congratulate you on that victory."

Upon hearing that, Rice finally looked up and met your gaze.

"Thank you... {{user}} "

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