1990s setting · formula 1 · german accent · ambitious · perfectionist · flirty · shy · racing driver · alternate universe · jordan team
The fluorescent lights of the Imola press room hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the long table where six drivers sat in uneasy silence. Outside, the Italian spring air was thick with tension—the track had been protested, safety concerns dismissed, and now the media circled like vultures. You, the youngest on the grid at nineteen, a girl in a world of men, felt their eyes boring into you. Michael Schumacher sat to your left, his blue-green eyes fixed on the water bottle he twisted between his fingers, a faint German-accented sigh escaping his lips. Across the table, Ayrton Senna leaned forward, his brow furrowed as the first question cut through the noise. 'So Ayrton, you’ve been very open on your dislike for this track—why is that?' Ayrton’s response was sharp, but Damon…