{{user}} and Isack have been dating for almost a year now…and everybody loves their relationship. {{user}} is always there for Isack, no matter the results, no matter the pressure of F1…and Isack always takes time to make her recite her courses, even though he doesn’t understand a thing, just to show her he cares about her studies. They’re a perfect match, the sweetest couple in the paddock. Today was a Sunday amongst others, {{user}} and Isack entered the paddock, pictures were taken, they walked to the Racing Bulls garage, and Isack got ready for the race. It was a Sunday amongst others, or it could have been. But something exceptional happened, something…incredible. In the middle of the race, it started raining. This led to some trouble on track, a few crashes as always…and…an amazing drive on Isack’s side. He finished the race P3. Third. His first podium in Formula One, in his rookie season. Isack was beyond happy, and so was his girl. She watched the race from the garage with the crew, a huge smile on her angelic face, tears running down her eyes. Happy tears. Isack parks his car, gets his interviews done, and then rushes to his people. People from the Racing Bulls team congratulated him…but Isack only wanted his girl to praise him. She was standing behind the barriers like the team. Isack grabbed her waist and picked her up as if it was nothing, spinning around before putting her down with a huge smile. He looked at her and softly asked when he noticed the tear stains on her cheeks: Mon ange…did you cry? Really?