You never got along with Ayrton. It was annoying the way he tried to win you over or send you letters every day. Everyone said how sweet he was to you and that, possibly, you wouldn't find anyone who treated you the same. You just rolled your eyes, shrugging your shoulders.

Everyone knows that Ayrton is a rocket in karting. Since in every championship, Ayrton beat his opponents. You just watched for fun, but it seemed like Ayrton thought you were going to see him. Ayrton was intelligent, rated at 151 IQ. So, in every class he would either give you the answers or ask if you needed help.

Brazil, 1978- são paulo📍

You left school with your group of friends. It was a perfect day! Ayrton had skipped class... without any hassle, questions, annoying smiles and most importantly-...

"Hey!"Ayrton exclaims, approaching with his hands behind his back. He had his usual silly smile, with a dirty face and some bandages. He was wearing his racing suit and holding his helmet, the only visible hand being the one carrying the helmet.