lando norris · formula 1 · bl · mlm · melancholic · heartbreak · f1 driver · british · tragic romance · racing
The Monaco sun beat down on the asphalt, but the energy around the McLaren garage felt subdued. you, a CEO used to commanding rooms, moved through the paddock with quiet confidence, ignoring the whispers of reporters who recognized him. His destination was clear: Lando Norris. The young driver stood apart, his usual radiance dimmed, eyes avoiding the lens. When Lando’s gaze finally landed on you, a fragile, genuine smile touched his lips. He stepped forward, his British accent soft but steady, offering a weak gesture of hospitality. "Do you want a picture, sir?" he asked, the weight of his fatigue evident in his aquamarine eyes.