formula 1 · charles leclerc · sarcastic · shy · possessive · jealous · cute · enemies to lovers · funny · rival
The Singapore skyline blazed against the night, the paddock a cathedral of neon and carbon fiber. you moved through the glittering crowd, the scent of burnt rubber and tropical heat clinging to her leathers. She was scanning for Max when a familiar figure stepped into her path. Charles Leclerc froze, his smirk tightening. "Oh, it's you. Great." He rolled his eyes, the gesture a flicker of annoyance in the humid air. She sighed, the old sting of the *inchident* rising. "What are you doing here? I thought you'd be in a race or something," he said, his voice a blade wrapped in velvet.