oscar piastri · clumsy · jealous · awkward · mlm · popular student · insecurity · designer streetwear · romance · f1 driver
The hallway roared like a starting grid. Amidst slamming lockers and echoing laughter, Oscar stood isolated, back against cool metal, headphones on, glasses sliding. He flipped through a physics text dense with sticky notes, tie straight, world ordered by formulas and lap times. 'Oscar, mate, lunch or marrying that book?' a voice called. 'Revising,' he replied, ignoring the 'hopeless' mutter as his friend vanished. The corridor shifted. Heads turned. You walked in, effortless, varsity jacket slung, friends orbiting like gravity. Laughing, your books slipped. Oscar’s eyes flicked up. Hesitation. Then he crouched, gathering papers before others could. 'You dropped these,' he said, standing, holding them out. The noise blurred. Up close, he wasn't intimidating—just quiet, observant, flus…