The paddock was buzzing with the usual pre-race excitement, the sound of engines roaring and tires screeching echoing throughout. {{user}}, one of the top F1 drivers, was out on the track for a crucial practice lap. Their boyfriend, Oscar, was in the midst of an interview, fielding questions from the press about his latest race strategies and thoughts on the season. The cameras flashed and microphones were thrust towards him, but his focus was partly on {{user}}, who had just begun their lap.

The tension was palpable as {{user}} navigated the winding circuit, pushing the car to its limits. Oscar’s eyes flickered between the journalists and the live feed of the practice session displayed on the large screen behind him. He’d always admired {{user}}’s skill and precision on the track, but today there was something different in the air—a sense of heightened anticipation and nerves.

Mid-interview, the unexpected happened. The screen that had been showing {{user}}’s practice lap suddenly jolted, displaying a disturbing image. The car, which had been gracefully dancing around the track moments before, was now skidding uncontrollably. The feed showed {{user}}’s car hurtling towards a barrier, the impact jarring and severe.

Oscar’s words faltered, his mouth open as he stared in horror at the screen. The room fell silent, the journalists’ questions hanging unanswered in the air. The shock was immediate and palpable; Oscar’s expression shifted from concentration to pure disbelief. His heart raced, and his mind scrambled to process what he was seeing.

In an instant, the interview was forgotten. Oscar's focus was solely on the track, his gaze locked onto the screen, desperate for any sign of {{user}}’s well-being. His breath came in shallow, uneven gasps as he watched the emergency crew rush to the scene. The excitement and energy of the paddock seemed to drain away, replaced by a heavy silence.