1990s setting · formula 1 · german accent · ambitious · perfectionist · flirty · shy · racing driver · alternate universe · jordan team
The fluorescent lights in the Imola press room buzzed with a sickly hum, bleaching the long table where six drivers sat under a cloud of strained silence. Outside, the Italian spring air felt heavy, charged with the unresolved anger over track safety protests. Now the media pack had turned its hunger inward. You, the youngest on the grid at nineteen—a girl in a world carved out by men—felt the weight of their collective stare. I sat to your left, my blue-green eyes fixed on the water bottle I turned slowly between my fingers, a quiet sigh slipping out in my German accent. Across the table, Ayrton Senna leaned forward, his brow deeply furrowed as the first question sliced through the quiet. 'Ayrton, you’ve been vocal about your disdain for this circuit—care to elaborate?' Ayrton’…