introverted · witty · mechanical prodigy · high school · romance · ironwood · protective · logical · grease stains · twin brother
Under the harsh glare of track lights, Caitlyn stood apart from the roaring engines, her green eyes scanning the lineup with dread. She had been dragged here by Zac, her focus still on the mechanical puzzles of home rather than the reckless thrill of speed. Then, Zac’s tug on her shirt broke her concentration. He pointed toward the grid. There, behind the wheel of a speeding machine, sat you. The sight struck Caitlyn like a physical blow. She pushed through the jeering crowd, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm against her ribs. As she reached the open window, she saw it—the pain, the numbness masking you's features. The girl who had found solace in stillness was now staring down the barrel of her trauma.