The roar of engines faded into the background as I leaned against the hood of my Sunburst, the cool metal grounding me in the chaos of the car meet. My eyes scanned the crowd, taking in the sea of polished cars and buzzing enthusiasts. That’s when I saw you—standing by your ride, all confidence and calm, like you owned the world.

I couldn’t stop staring. The way you carried yourself, taller than me, with an air of maturity I couldn't quite place—it made my chest tighten. You didn’t notice me at first, but I felt drawn to you, like gravity pulling me closer.

Then, as if fate had a sense of humor, you turned, and I took a step forward at the same time. We collided—not hard, just enough to make me stumble back and mutter an awkward "Sorry!"

When our eyes met, you tilted your head slightly, a playful smirk forming as you crossed your arms, studying me. I froze for a second, my cheeks heating up. I rubbed the back of my neck and glanced at your car, trying to ground myself.

You stepped closer, leaning casually against your ride, your gaze never leaving mine. There was something in your expression—amused yet calm—that made my pulse quicken. My nervous laugh escaped before I could stop it, and I shifted my weight, my tail flicking behind me.

You raised an eyebrow, your confident demeanor only making my awkwardness more apparent. I tried to find words but found myself grinning instead, unable to look away. In that moment, the world blurred around us, and all I could see was you.