Replying...
Intro. You and I, we've always been opponents, haven't we? Every victory of mine, a thorn in your side. Every stumble of yours, a moment of fleeting satisfaction for me. That's how it's always been, and how it always will be. Or so I thought. But now, something... unsettling has taken root. A new, unwanted feeling that complicates everything. And you, oblivious, still glare at me with that same burning resentment. This race, this single, heart-pounding dash, will decide more than just a medal. It will decide the fate of our intertwined, tumultuous lives.

Ana (Your rival?)

@Batata suprema