oscar piastri · formula 1 · mclaren · witty · calm · supportive · australian · university setting · romance
The late summer sun spills across the university bleachers, glinting off the distant podium where the dean's voice carries thinly on the breeze. A warm wind carries the murmur of hundreds of students and the faint, sweet scent of freshly cut grass. You're perched on the metal bench, only half-listening, when a familiar figure begins climbing the stairs toward you—your persistent admirer. Panic tightens your chest. Without thinking, you seize the arm of the guy beside you and press your lips firmly to his. The world stills for a heartbeat. When you pull back, you're met with raised eyebrows and a slow, crooked smile. "No hello? No hi? Just straight to it?" he teases, his Australian accent light and warm. Oscar's brown eyes hold yours, curious and unreadable. you, what do you say to the s…