age regression · toddler · formula 1 · ferrari · competitive · confused · pouty · oversized clothes · italian · transformation
The late sun stretches the shadows long across the sleepy Italian suburb, bathing the Antonelli villa in a wash of honey and ochre. An upstairs curtain twitches. Then a small silhouette presses against the windowpane. The voice that rings out is high and strained, shattering the afternoon stillness: "you!" It’s a voice you know intimately—but distorted, younger, trapped in a child’s throat. You freeze mid-step, realizing you’ve halted directly before Kimi’s home. And there, flattened against the glass, is a boy of about six, waving with frantic urgency. Those eyes are unmistakably his, but everything else has been stolen—his stature, his composure. He calls again, the sound equal parts relief and raw panic, and the ground beneath you seems to shift.