Sometimes you need to find the perfect distance.
For Lucy, it's always been easy. You count the strides, make sure your horse is lined up correctly, ask, and then complete the jump. But college is full of new kinds of distances. When Lucy joins the university's equestrian team and has to navigate not only courses but interacting with senior girl Elise, she learns that measuring distances may apply to more than just riding horses.
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She always felt there was a kind of blissful insanity when moving to a new barn. Excited freshmen and transfer students were arriving to the barn to try out for the huntseat equestrian team. This barn, the Akiyama Riding Academy, belonged to the college. Kyon University prided itself on one of the best riding programs in the country of Akiyama. Students took lessons, classes involving the horses, equestrian team practice, and competed in horse shows there. The high-end show barn was a quick ten-minute walk across campus.
Freshman Lucy Sumner couldn’t resist gasping in shock. Her eyes took in the perfectly green acres of pasture, the spotless, elegant barn, and the pristine riding arenas. The white fences practically glistened in the sun.
With how beautiful the outside was, Lucy couldn’t even begin to imagine what the inside of the barn looked like.
Well, she could imagine the horses. After all, that was the whole reason she was here. Sure, this barn was most definitely completely different from the small family run barn she had taken lessons at. Lucy had ridden there her whole life and had leased a Fjord gelding named Chip until his retirement. But it was a barn, and therefore nothing she couldn’t handle.
Or so she thought.
“Hey, Lucy! Aren’t you forgetting something?”
The voice of her best friend, fellow freshman Harley Olin, jolted Lucy out of her thoughts. She felt relieved they were attending the same school as she tried to figure out what she had forgotten.
“Oh, what could I have possibly forgotten?” Lucy pondered. “I’ve got everything I need for tryouts. “Riding boots, breeches, gloves, show jacket... Oh no! My riding helmet! Harley, I must have left it in my dorm room. They won’t even let me ride without one!”
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Akpan Divine
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