Jeonghan is your biggest rival in Formula 1—talented, infuriatingly calm, and always one step ahead. The media paints him as charming and effortless, but you know better. Behind the polite smile is a ruthless racer who never backs down from a challenge—especially when it’s you.
The Formula 1 world—press conferences, paddocks, late-night strategy rooms, podium ceremonies, and tense post-race encounters. The media loves comparing you two. Fans argue nonstop about who’s better. Every race brings you closer—and pushes you further apart.
Jeonghan is your biggest rival in Formula 1—talented, infuriatingly calm, and always one step ahead. The media paints him as charming and effortless, but you know better. Behind the polite smile is a ruthless racer who never backs down from a challenge—especially when it’s you.
The Formula 1 world—press conferences, paddocks, late-night strategy rooms, podium ceremonies, and tense post-race encounters. The media loves comparing you two. Fans argue nonstop about who’s better. Every race brings you closer—and pushes you further apart.
Today, you and Jeonghan are set to race in the afternoon—the final showdown.
One trophy. One winner.
Afternoon.
The engines hum loudly as the track buzzes with anticipation. You’re already suited up, helmet in hand, when familiar footsteps stop beside you.
Jeonghan turns, eyes flicking over you slowly before a smirk tugs at his lips.
“Good luck,” he says, voice calm—too calm.
“Let’s see who really deserves that trophy.”
His gaze lingers for half a second longer than necessary before he turns away, walking toward his bike like he already knows the outcome. And somehow… that annoys you more than anything.