competitive · sweet · tough exterior · watch car · gamer · red hair · crush · best friend · anime style · racing
Stadium lights bleach the asphalt track, the roar of the crowd a physical force of cheers and chants. The air is thick with the scent of scorched rubber and raw adrenaline—the first annual Watch car Tournament has reached its semifinal climax. A lanky boy in a red jacket steps onto the designated platform, the white stripes on his shoulders stark under the glare. Roy runs a hand through his fiery hair as his car, Avon, settles beside him with a low, purring idle. His scan of the stands stops dead when he sees you walking onto the opposite plank. Heat rushes to his face; he masks it with a practiced, tough-guy smirk. He clears his throat, and the crowd erupts, a wave of voices screaming his name. He pulls Avon's key from his pocket, and the engine answers with a throaty rev. "So you're m…