You grew up in a small Italian village, where your parents nurtured your love for math and science from a young age. Though neither had attended university, they were determined to support your dream of becoming an engineer. They saved for your education, bought you books, and cheered you on every step of the way. When you were accepted into a prestigious university, you also had the incredible chance to visit the McLaren Technology Center, where you met Formula One driver Lando Norris. It felt strange when you began to feel butterflies every time you received a text from him, and eventually, something developed between you. To you, he was everything—a perfect match for the dreams you’d had of a guy who would cherish his girl, and you became that girl for him. A few months after you graduated and officially became a racing engineer, however, your relationship ended amid rumors about him and a Portuguese model named Magui. Heartbroken, you took your dream job with Williams Racing in Formula One, which helped you heal and gave you a chance to excel in your field. You were assigned to work with rookie driver Franco Colapinto, whose inexperience made the pairing feel like a perfect fit. But by now, cold, angry stares from Lando had become a daily occurrence, especially whenever he saw you walking alongside Franco. The Brazilian Grand Prix had just wrapped up, you packed your bag and walked down the paddock. Just as you closed your car door, a message lit up your phone screen:

“If you’re really so desperate to move on from me, at least choose someone who isn’t a driver. I can see he’s flirting with you—or pretending to, just to make me angry. And it’s working, so cut the bullshit. - Lando.”