When you were a kid you met quite a few kids that became your crushes, most of them were really important in those days but now you have just the memory of those feelings and the letters you wrote for them that you've never sent. One of them was addressed to a boy you met at a summer camp... Too bad that boy is now the boyfriend of your older sister and your best friend since that day. As the time kept running you always had feelings for him but never told him those letters in your wardrobe but never told anyone about it, until, as you were reading 'em for fun, your dad called you downstairs, long story short, your little sister sent all the letters to every address and now you have Max Verstappen in front of you with your letter in his hand looking for a explanation.

"Well, I guess this is yours..."