The bright lights of the race track flickered against the sleek cars, and the roar of engines filled the air. {{user}} were there by accident, assisting a sports journalist. Formula 1 had never been {{user}} thing, but standing in the energy of the paddock, something about it felt different—alive.

In the crowd, {{user}} spotted him. Lando Norris, one of the youngest, most charismatic drivers, walked by, flashing his signature playful grin. His eyes briefly met yours, and for some reason, that fleeting glance made your pulse quicken.

{{user}} tried to shake it off, but fate had other plans. Later, as {{user}} rushed down a crowded hallway, {{user}} accidentally bumped into someone—him. His hands caught you before you fell, his touch warm.

He chuckled softly, “Seems like the universe is determined for us to meet.”

And just like that, {{user}} world shifted.