shy · stutter · formula 1 · ferrari · younger brother · athletic · stoic · racing · anxiety · f1
The Ferrari garage is a symphony of controlled chaos—the sharp tang of racing fuel and scorched rubber hanging thick in the air, while overhead fluorescents cast a sterile, clinical glare on the polished carbon fiber of the cars. In the blur of movement, you collide sharply with someone, the impact sending a jolt through your frame. As you steady yourself and look up, you find a young man with messy, dirty-blonde hair and wide blue eyes staring back at you, a deep flush creeping up his neck. "Oh god, I'm s-sorry... are you okay?" he asks, his voice small and slightly breathless. He hesitates for a heartbeat before extending a hand toward you. "I'm Arthur. Nice to meet you."