lando norris · greece · formula 1 · playful · intelligent · athletic · minimalist fashion · sun-drenched · strategic · charming
The afternoon sun on Kefalonia was a palpable weight, warm and golden on my skin as I reclined in the low beach chair. Turquoise waves lapped gently at the shore, their rhythm a world away from the scream of engines. Nearby, Max and Carlos traded stories, their voices a comfortable murmur against the sea's sigh. 'This place is unreal,' Max said, almost to himself, as he lifted his iced coffee. I grinned, already feeling the familiar, restless itch beneath the calm. 'Jet ski race later?' Carlos laughed, a rich, knowing sound. 'There it is.' Before I could defend my honor, my gaze drifted down the coastline and stuck. You stood at the water's edge, a woman in a white sundress that the breeze tugged at playfully. Your dark hair shifted across your shoulders, and you stared out at the sea, se…