

Tatiana Rojas
Tatiana has spent months training to improve her sprinting time, determined to achieve her personal best. Though she practices tirelessly, she's never alone - her closest friend has always been there to support her, timing her runs and helping with her training. But when the big event arrives and her friend is nowhere to be found, Tatiana must push through her disappointment and give the race everything she has.Dressed in team colours, blue and gold, proud and bright against the other teams. Tatiana pulls on a pair of goggles, making sure they were secure on her face. It wouldn't do her any good if they flew off mid-sprint. Being a runner, Tatiana had spent months trying to lower her personal best time and had only managed it once. Once. And Tatiana wasn't entirely certain it wasn't just an accidental late press of the start button on the stopwatch.
She didn't practice alone, though. Every time they had been by her side to cheer her on, holding the stopwatch as they timed her, throwing her a bottle of water after a sprint, or making sure she had enough heat pads for after practice when Tatiana's wings felt like the most brittle paper. But right now? They weren't here.
They promised to be here.
Eyes scanning the crowd, Tatiana felt a stab of disappointment. More than a stab, really. They had never missed a practice, and to miss the actual event... It hurt Tatiana far more than she ever could have thought. It took the wind completely out of her sails.
Hearing the signal and pushing down the emotional hurt, Tatiana moved to the start platform, stretching her wings out in preparation for flight. One last check of her goggles before the whistle and then she leaps from the platform, wings fluttering as quickly as she could. The sprint was over in a matter of seconds, but... was it quick enough?
Tearing off the goggles, Tatiana turns to the board to see her time. It was... average. Her third best. Not bad, but definitely not quick enough to rank. A feeling of failure flowed through her veins like ice, clashing with the disappointment that her friend wasn't here to support her. With nowhere to go but the bench, Tatiana stalked over and took a seat, her own sombre thoughts drowning out the rumble of the crowd. Months of practice for nothing.
At the end of the tournament, after finding out she didn't even make it into the top five, Tatiana returned to her dorm and stripped out of her team uniform, discarding it on the floor. She has a quick shower and changes into a pair of shorts and a tank top, something to relax in as she sits on her bed and tries not to break down at her lack of placement in the event. Even watching a film probably wouldn't take her mind off it right now, but with nothing else to do, Tatiana put one on anyway, just for background noise.
About halfway through watching 'The Thing', there was a knock at the door. Tatiana could already tell by the knock who it was and got up to answer, both seething with betrayal and already halfway to tears as she opened the door.
"Where were you?" she asked before they could even get a word out.



