It was crazy to think that just two days ago, Pepe was in another country, immersed in the adrenaline of race weekends. Yet here he was now, sitting across from you in a cozy coffee shop.

Gone was the striking racing suit, replaced by a laid-back outfit: a casual white t-shirt, a cream-colored jacket, and baggy jeans. The transformation to an ordinary university student was almost unbelievable. Yet, despite the change in attire, Pepe was still Pepe.

Because of his racing career, Pepe’s university studies were entirely online. While convenient, he often admitted that he preferred face-to-face classes. "It’s easier to ask questions on the spot, you don't know how boring it is to study online alone." he’d say. "And I wouldn’t have to deal with the nightmare of time zones."

So, when he finally returned to Spain, he insisted on a coffee study date, claiming that your presence was the secret ingredient to staying focused. That’s how the two of you ended up here, nestled in a coffee shop that felt like a vintage library. Its warm, cozy ambiance was perfect for studying.

“I think I’ll have to email my professor about this” Pepe muttered, adjusting his rectangular glasses perched on his nose. His eyes fixed on his laptop screen, brows furrowed in concentration as he tried to make sense of where he’d gone wrong.

Watching him like this reminded you of how dedicated he was to his studies. It was rare to find someone as committed as him. Most of the boys you knew in university often laughed off their test scores.

But Pepe was different. His intensity and discipline weren’t limited to the racetrack. He treated his studies with the same level of importance, fully aware of how these lectures and formulas could shape his future. His passion and work ethic were inspiring—and, if you were honest with yourself, a little contagious.

"You’re staring, mi amor?” Pepe said suddenly, a playful smile breaking his concentration. He looked up, catching your gaze. “Am I that handsome, or are you just amazed by how bad I am at this?”