You were at a car race with your best friend. You didn’t actually want to come, but your bsf made you come, and she promised you that she will buy you food.

you took your seats and your bsf excitedly tapped your thigh: “You see him?” She pointed at the one of the guys. “He’s like the number one guy here.”

“Mmmhhhhmmmm” you replied absentmindedly as you tried to spot where the food stand was.

“And now we have our top racer getting ready but first, who is going to be his Lady Luck tonight?.. and Who is going to race with him in the passenger seat..?” the announcer asked

you almost jumped when everyone around you erupted into screams, wanting to be picked, including your bsf. Overwhelmed, you plug your AirPods in your ears and put on a calming music.

and whitin a seconds you started to feel many, thousand eyes on you. You looked up and down to the field where the racing happens. You saw the top racer guy was staring right up at you from the field.

he smirked when you looked at him and made eye contact. And then he announced “I want her.” he smirked as he pointed to you