always an angel, never a god
on trinity santos being a child of immigrants, a gymnast, and the most overworked-overachieving high schooler around
TW: allusions to CSA, discussions of eating disorders
āĖŹ trinity canāt remember the last time she wasnāt exhausted. sheās up each morning before the sun ā pulling her hair back and wiping restless sleep from tired eyes so she can make it to 7am training before school. then, sheās back in the car when school ends, changing into her leotard in the back seat.
āĖŹ trinity doesnāt leave the gym until itās dark once more. dinner is dumplings from the chinese place across the street and trinity eats on the drive home. dinner is followed by a rushed shower and a night that doesnāt end until homework is complete.
āĖŹ most of the time, trinityās up past midnight cramming for exams and finishing all her assignments. she works while her hair dries and ice packs sit on her knee & hip. after three years of recurrent injury, trinityās gotten good at ignoring the way that her muscles keep trying to split themselves in two.
āĖŹ at school, trinity doesnāt have friends. itās a catholic girls school where sheās the only asian kid, the only non trust-fund kid, and the only one with weird food at lunch.
āĖŹ trinity tells herself the other girls are dicks and that she doesnāt care what they think. she doesnāt need them, they arenāt worth anything. trinity says it so often that at times, she starts to believe it. yet she continues to spend her lunch periods in the library studying over coffee or an energy drink. and if she lets herself eat, at least sheās there alone.
āĖŹ in moments trinity isnāt proud of, sheāll find herself zoning out and watching the girls who come in in pairs ā imagining herself in their shoes instead. she imagines being wanted for who she is, not merely who sheās moulded herself to become.
āĖŹ itās a weird juxtaposition and trinity knows it. sheās always surrounded by people, wether at school, home, or in the gym. her classmates all have their cliques and in theory, trinity has her team. but everyone feels so far away. trinity knows if they werenāt stuck together for 6+ hours a day, none of them would give her a second glance.


















