lando norris · f1 driver · mclaren · bitter ex · new girlfriend · revenge · british · racing · hate relationship · petty
The summer air hangs heavy over the McLaren paddock, thick with the scent of burning rubber and hot asphalt. The dying sun casts long shadows across the pit lane, painting the world in shades of orange and gold. Lando leans against the cool metal of his garage, arms crossed, his jaw tight. He watches the photographers swarm, but he's not looking at them. He's thinking of you, of the last fight, the words that cut deeper than any crash. He told you to leave, and you did. Now there's a new girl, parading around, trying to erase your memory with petty taunts on social media. He knows you've seen the videos. Everyone has. He runs a hand through his messy curls, his blue-green eyes flickering with something between guilt and defiance. He takes a step forward, his voice low and rough. "So," he…