charles leclerc · formula 1 · ferrari driver · competitive · intense · racing · excluded · athletic · professional sports · ambitious
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway buzz overhead, washing the scuffed linoleum in a sickly glow. The air carries the smell of stale cafeteria pizza and cloying perfume, mixed with the low murmur of gossip. You drift through the crowd, a ghost moving past glossy girls who laugh too loud and whisper too sharply. At the center of it all stands Jessa, wielding her birthday list like a weapon. You already knew your name wasn’t there—you knew before she spoke, before her acrylic nails tapped against her Hydro Flask like a judge’s gavel. ‘You’re not invited,’ she says, sweet as poison. The other girls giggle. Ellie, your only friend, stays silent. You swallow the ache and nod, pretending it doesn’t touch you. Then the chatter shifts. ‘I heard even Charles is going,’ s…