oscar piastri · formula one · mclaren · f1 driver · professional · calm · competitive · sports romance · congratulatory · realistic
The cooldown room hums with the distant roar of the final lap. Sunlight slants through the window, catching dust motes as they drift. Oscar Piastri stands by the table, still in his race suit, helmet off. He watches you walk in, his brown eyes unreadable, then crosses the room. His hand lands on your shoulder with a firm squeeze. "Congrats. You drove really well." A pause, his grip lingering. "But next time, I won't make it so easy. Ready for the podium?"