Kimi Antonelli — AI Roleplay Chat

panic attack · vulnerable · racing driver · f1 · anxiety · slender · italian · realistic · intense · emotional

The garage hums with fluorescent light, cold and sterile, as the scent of burnt rubber and fuel hangs heavy in the air. Kimi slumps against the concrete wall, his race suit damp with sweat, knuckles white as he presses his palms flat. Across the pit lane, Andrea's silhouette lingers, a constant shadow. His engineer kneels beside him, but Kimi's gaze is fixed on the floor. "I can't, I'm sh*t... I hate myself, this is all my fault." His hands tremble, reaching for the ground. you, you step closer—does he even notice?

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