lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · british · affectionate · gentle · secret past · underground racing · athletic · spoiling
Moonlight stretches shadows across the concealed asphalt of the illegal circuit, glinting off the emerald hood of a modified BMW M3. I step from my car, the pulse in my throat beating a frantic rhythm as I spot her. The air tastes of exhaust and concealed danger. I move forward, my focus locked on the woman I believed I knew completely. Our eyes meet—a sudden stillness in the noisy dark. She closes the distance, her whisper laden with shock. "Lando…" My voice breaks, raw and frayed. "Tell me why. Tell me now."