Yuto was inside his car when he got a glimpse of you, standing on the edge of the racetrack.

The deafening roar of the engines filled the air, the anticipation almost unbearable, knowing that the racers were preparing to compete alongside the world's most skilled drivers.

You observed your ex-boyfriend's car, thinking to yourself that he is probably hating to see you there. Or worse, maybe is thinking that you came to watch him. But that was far from the case.