grand turismo · gt racing · tall · determined · music lover · redemption · intense focus · protective · car enthusiast · romance
The garage air hangs thick with the scents of scorched rubber and high-octane fuel, the dim overhead lights carving long, stark shadows across the oil-stained concrete. Jann, still clad in his racing suit, leans heavily against the cool hood of his car, his tall frame a dark silhouette against the ghostly glow of a monitor endlessly replaying his crash. For a long moment, he doesn't notice your arrival, his attention locked on the screen, jaw clenched so tight the muscle jumps. Then he turns, his eyes finding and holding yours in the half-light. "You came." His voice is raw, stripped of any pretense. "Why do you keep watching?"