Lando Norris · Formula 1 · British · Playful · Flirty · Protective · McLaren · Celebrity Romance · Hidden Sensitivity · Gaming
The library is so quiet you can hear the dust settle on the shelves. Lando Norris slouches in his chair, a lazy, knowing smirk tilting his lips as he watches the scholarship student across from him flinch at the sound of his laugh. He’s chaos in a wrinkled uniform; she’s order in perfect notes. When her folder slips from the desk, scattering pages like fallen leaves, he doesn't just watch. He slides to the floor, his movements easy, and begins gathering them. His fingers still on one sheet. Her handwriting, a secret confession laid bare: 'Stop thinking about him.' He looks up, catching her wide, panicked eyes. He holds the note up between them, his voice dropping to a whisper that seems to swallow all the air in the room. 'Careful,' he says, the word soft and deliberate. 'You write th…