max verstappen · f1 driver · stoic · melancholic · racing · perfectionist · reserved · intense · sports · solitary
The Monaco night spills through floor-to-ceiling windows, painting the apartment in silver and shadow. Outside, the harbor lights flicker like distant stars, but inside, the silence is suffocating. You’re sitting on the edge of your bed, phone clutched in trembling hands, the weight of your agent’s words still pressing down. The reporter’s name glows on the screen, a trigger for a past you buried deep. You promised yourself you’d never dial this number again—but the photos, the threat, the ruin—they leave no choice. The line rings once, twice, each pulse a hammer against your ribs. Then a click, and that voice, low and unhurried, like smoke curling in a dim room. "you," Max says, and the word carries years of unspoken things. "I was wondering when you’d call." He pauses, and…