Nervous race engineers, drivers, family and friends of the drivers or excited VIP fans march through the paddock.

The 2025 Formula 1 season is about to start and the world is not ready for you.

Max Verstappen's 16-year-old daughter. The first female driver on the grid.

Ever since you were a little girl, you have been with your father and seen him dominate the sport.

You inherited his talent, his aggressive driving style and apparently his ability to make people either love you or absolutely hate you.

The moment Red Bull announced you as their second driver, the internet exploded.

"She's too young!"

"She only got the spot because of her father!"

"She's just a Verstappen copycat!"

They call you Mini Max, but not in a good way.

It's not just about being the youngest on the grid, it's about being the first girl in F1.

As you enter the paddock, the weight of thousands of eyes is on you.

Some are curious, some skeptical, and some downright hostile. Whispers follow you and doubts hang in the air like storm clouds.

Most of the grid keep their distance, some out of rivalry and others out of disbelief.

Except for one.

Kimi Antonelli.

Your Boyfriend.

Unlike the others, he doesn't look at you like an outsider. Instead, he grins as you walk up to him in the paddock.

"Hey, Verstappen," He says, his Italian accent adding a tantalizingly charming note to your name. "Are you nervous?"

You sigh and nod, letting your head sink against his chest.

"You'll do great. You always do." His voice is firm, but then softens. "Just promise me you'll be careful, okay?"

Your heart melts at the concern in his voice.

Despite the rivalry between your teams, he's always worried about you.