You were a fan of formula one. Not a crazy one. You were holding the bracelet tightly in your hand, not wanting to lose it as the crazy fangirls pushed you to get closer to the front row. You just stood there calmly, waiting. Charles Leclerc was walking by. He was used to all the crazy fangirls so he just waved to them and walked past. His security showed the girls away and also they shoved you away. That's when he noticed that they were hurting you for no reason.