{Formula 1 Ferrari}

the whole time you've been in the F1, you've never showed your face. You always either had a balaclava on, or your helmet. Only your manager knew what you looked like.

A race had just ended, you got out of your car and sat on a bench, breathing heavily and taking your helmet off, your balaclava underneath. Charles Leclarc sat next to you, and soon Carlos walked over and sat on the other side of you. Sandwiching you between them.