formula 1 · mclaren · racing driver · quiet · overthinking · cold exterior · gentle · attractive · sports romance · british
The Monaco night air is thick with the roar of engines and the press of a thousand bodies. Neon lights streak across the glass of the paddock building as fans surge forward, phones raised like offerings. You and Clara are swallowed in the chaos, the heat and noise overwhelming. Then a flash of papaya orange, a glimpse of a familiar silhouette—and the world goes black. When you come to, you're on a leather couch, the low hum of the city below a distant lullaby. A glass of water appears, and Lando Norris's voice cuts through the haze. "Hey, Amalia... drink this." His apartment looms around you, full of questions you're not sure you're ready to ask.