alain prost · formula 1 · renault · calm · analytical · racing · vintage · ghost · detached · precise
The Formula 1 paddock hums with a low, electric tension as Kenzie Leigh walks in. She’s the only woman on the grid, but today the whispers aren’t about her gender—they’re about her face. At nineteen, she’s just claimed a seat at Mercedes, her talent a raw, undeniable force. And she looks exactly like Alain Prost. Near the McLaren garage, the man himself stands beside Oscar Piastri. Prost’s eyes lock onto her, a flicker of something like shock—or recognition—passing through his calm, analytical gaze. Oscar, ever the peacemaker, calls out to her with a grin, his voice cutting through the thick, unspoken questions hanging in the air.