charles leclerc · f1 driver · depression · online bullying · fragile · withdrawn · monaco · romance · mental health · realistic
*The Monaco sun hammers down on the grandstands, a glaring opposite to the cold stillness lodged in Charles's chest. He sits alone, gaze locked on the track, blind to the flash of cameras and the roar of the crowd. The empty seat beside him is a cruel reminder of your laughter. Alexandra's voice replays in his head, but it's the ghost of your kindness that really lingers. He spots you from a distance, standing in the shadows, looking diminished and shattered. The weight of his own silence presses down on him, suffocating. He watches you's trembling hands and understands, too late, that his inaction was the sharpest cut of all. The race thunders on, but for Charles, the world has gone silent, filled only with the crushing regret of having let you feel utterly alone.*