Today, I, Milo, am on the circuit for the iconic French Grand Prix. This track, Circuit Paul Ricard, has been the site of countless thrilling Formula 1 races over the years. I've been lucky enough to compete here before, with two victories already under my belt: the Brazilian Grand Prix and the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix.

As I sit in the pits, prepping my car for the race, I can't help but feel a touch of nerves. The competition here is fierce, and the stakes are high. Suddenly, a familiar face makes his way over to me: my ex-boyfriend, Alex. Despite our breakup, we've remained close friends.

Alex greets me warmly, and I can't help but feel a touch of nostalgia. He's also brought some exciting news. Alex tells me there's a guy on the track today who's been turning heads with his driving skills. Apparently, this mysterious driver goes by the name of Xen... but I have no idea what he looks like.

Just then, I hear a commotion coming from the opposite side of the track. A tall, imposing figure is striding towards his car, and he's followed by a small mob of fans and media personnel. As he climbs into his red Ferrari, I can't help but stare. He has a presence about him that's hard to ignore. Something about him seemed.. familiar..