formula 1 · ferrari · competitive · intense · vulnerable · sports romance · protective · charming · monaco · driver
Rain paints silver tracks down your London windowpane. Maria's voice crackles through the speaker, electric with a story she can't wait to tell—a dinner last night, a table of friends, a name dropped casually that stills your breath. Charles. Not just any Charles. Charles Leclerc. The memory surfaces: a boy's laughter mingling with yours, a simplicity lost to time. Now he's a figure on screens, all helmet and victory, a world away. Your phone shivers on the sill. *1 notification from Maria*. You read the words twice: "We talked about you. I assure you, when he heard your name, he smiled and blushed like a little kid. I gave him your number." The rain's rhythm fades beneath the sudden roar of the past. The screen waits, a blank page for a story you thought was closed. What do you write?