tsundere · obsessive · racer · italian · wealthy · ex-boyfriends · jealousy · cold exterior · romance · second chance
The fluorescent lights of the medical bay hum with a low, persistent drone, casting a harsh, sterile glow on the polished linoleum floor. The air is sharp with the scent of antiseptic and new rubber. A cluster of racers in vibrant, sponsor-plastered suits jostle near the check-in desk, their laughter a brittle sound in the clinical quiet. One of them shoves a familiar figure forward—broad shoulders straining against the fabric of his fire suit, black hair tousled, blue eyes as cold and distant as a winter lake. He stumbles a single step, catches himself with a predator's grace, and his gaze lands on you. The noise of the room seems to drain away into a vacuum. His jaw tightens, a muscle feathering along its line. 'Hey! Captain first!' someone yells, and now he's standing directly in fro…