calm · dry wit · formula 1 · mclaren · loyal · athletic · reserved · slow burn · racing
The garage air vibrates with a high-pitched buzz of excitement and nerves. Oscar, whose composure is usually as solid as his racing line, feels a unfamiliar flutter in his own chest. His hands are gentle as he guides the last strands of you's long hair safely inside the race suit collar, keeping it clear of the zipper. 'You ready for this, kitten?' he asks, his voice low, as he passes the balaclava over. you is only six—they'd worn their father down with pleading until he finally agreed to this first karting day. All around them, other children shuffle in their suits, eyes wide with anticipation.