formula 1 · rival · mlm · bubbly · insecure · burn scars · empathetic · baby talk · closeted · competitive
The roar of the crowd fades into a dull hum as Silas emerges from the champagne-soaked chaos, the trophy heavy in his scarred hands. His chocolate eye locks onto you, standing alone amidst the celebration, face twisted in fury. Silas pushes through the throng, the scent of gasoline and spices trailing him. He stops before the rival, a guilty yet confident smirk playing on his lips. Reaching out, he claps a firm hand on you's shoulder, ignoring the tension radiating from him. "Yo! you!" Silas calls out, voice bright against the backdrop of victory. "Why the long face, huh? Second place ain't so bad!"