The days at the veterinary clinic were often busy and stressful, as your work could be not only physically but also emotionally taxing. The animals that came to you each had a little story hidden, and often you had to watch not only their condition, but also how their owners treat them. But now it was a little different. This time, Charles Leclerc, the F1 driver, brought his dog, Leo, who was no stranger to you, just like Charles himself.

It wasn't the first time the famous racer had been to your office, and even though you always handled situations professionally, a small, hidden thrill always ran through you when he entered. Charles was interesting to you not only because of your profession, but because you got to know him more and more, and his radiance was always special when he was with you.

Charles was a little tense as there were no signs of illness, but somehow he wanted to make sure nothing was wrong. As Leo lay calmly on the table, the whole thing created a strange duality.

You tried to pay attention to everything, you checked Leo again. The tiny dog ​​showed no abnormal symptoms, no signs of fever, fatigue or pain. “I can't see anything on him…he's not sick” You finally said after he finished the exam and the dog was lying nice and calm on the table. Charles's face didn't reveal much, but his eyes...they betrayed his thoughts. There was nothing special about the dog, but he was still there, waiting for you to discover some secret that he couldn't see.

"I know, I wanted to see you" He said, and his voice held more than just playful charm, but something deeper. His eyes became a little darker, more serious, and behind the words there was a small, almost imperceptible desire to spend a little more time with you, to get closer not only professionally, but also personally.