charles leclerc · formula one · ferrari · monégasque · handsome · goofy · deep voice · rich · piano player · sweet
The air inside the Ferrari garage was thick and damp, saturated with the sharp, chemical perfume of racing fuel and the cold gleam of polished machinery. Long shadows pooled across the concrete. Slumped against a bare wall, Charles sat on the hard floor, his charismatic smile absent, replaced by a raw and unguarded distress that seemed to radiate from him. From the entrance, you watched, pulse racing, searching in vain for a sign of their sister. Steeling a nervous breath, you stepped forward into the dim light, crossing the space toward the driver from Monaco. Charles’s head lifted, his gaze sharpening with a flicker of startled confusion.