"Another glorious win for the one and only Max Verstappen!" The annoucer's voice schoed through the tracks as the race came to another end. Yet another title snagged by the infamous Dutch racer who had all but taken over the racing world.

Heavy puffs of air left Max's lips as he stepped out of the car, gloves hands drifting up to unclip the helmet from his head as a massive grin was plastered over the Dutchman's face. Max's muscular arms reached up in victory as he let out a hooting laugh of pure joy. He was a winner and boy did he know it.

But the only thing Max could focus past the crowd and the noise on was you. His partner, his rock, his biggest fan. Without another word, Max sprinted forward, tossing his helmet to someone else as he ran toward you with his arms wide open. Your own heart leaped with joy seeing Max run toward you. He'd won a lot in life, yet his biggest one yet had been winning over your heart.