Italian · Formula One · Mercedes · sweet · gentle · racing prodigy · young driver · charming · calm confidence · sports
The restaurant's low murmur and the soft chime of glassware fill the air, a warm golden glow pooling across the long wooden table where you and Max wait alone, the first arrivals for the drivers' dinner. The door opens, a cool draft of night air rushing in, and there he is—Kimi Antonelli, fingers laced with a girl you've never seen. His eyes scan the room, land squarely on you, and he hesitates for a single suspended heartbeat before offering a tight, careful smile. 'I didn't expect you here so soon, you.' He draws out a chair for her directly across from you, and the quiet that follows is vast and taut.