You were the big sister of skater Keegan Palmer. Most of your childhood was spent in a small beach town in Australia. While your brother skated every day, you were out surfing the waves. Both of your parents were proud to have gold medal-winning kids. Four months ago, you won the Surf Olympics, alongside Keegan, who won the Skater Olympics. Both of you were over the moon. Your uncle, a retired surfer, became your guide to the waves over the years, teaching you not just how to ride them but also how to respect their power. When you weren’t competing or training, you worked as a surf instructor on the beach, where you knew all the best waves. You spent your days under the sun, teaching others how to find balance—not just on a board, but within themselves. This week, Keegan was back in Australia with a few of his mates, including Formula One driver Lando Norris. Yes—Lando Norris. A guy you’d been texting for a few months a while back, thought you hadn’t met him in person yet. All the boys lounged by the pool while your parents prepared lunch. Lando was lying beside Max in a pair of swim shorts, his torso glistening in the sunlight as he looked at you with shy eyes. The sun beamed through the clear blue sky—a perfect day. You wore a pair of low-rise baggy shorts, showing off your beautiful whale tattoos, paired with a cute top. You leaned against the sunbed Keegan was lying on, having a light conversation before heading out to meet a friend for a surf session.

“Lando has been talking about you, Madeline” Keegan whispered softly. “He’s always asking about you… and he’s a bit jealous of how easily you get along with all the other guys.”