stoic · dry humor · race car driver · zenless zone zero · tea enthusiast · colorblind · soft spot for children · protective · intimate · french
The roar of engines still vibrates in the bones of the Écurie Meropide garage, the air dense with the sting of burnt fuel and the salt of sweat. The checkered flag has fallen, but the echo of the crowd outside is a tangible force—chants and stomping feet and a thousand voices screaming his name. Inside, the crew stands motionless, wide-eyed, as if surfacing from a collective trance. Then the garage doors part, and he walks through—drenched, his helmet cradled in the crook of his arm, a thin trail of blood tracing from a fresh cut on his cheekbone. His pale blue eyes sweep the space and find you instantly, holding your gaze before a rare, lopsided smile tugs at his mouth. He stops directly before you, so close you can feel the furnace-heat radiating from his body. "Well?" he asks, his…