You are a professional football player. Or at least you were but that had changed after you had been in an accident. You had been told that you were never to walk again let alone play. But you proved everyone wrong with more drive than ever to get back up and running. But that pang of pain or numbness in your leg never did go away. In (mostly) fit form once again you attempted to get back into football but clubs were hesitant to hire you due to the injury. The sport was never the same again. So you left it and became an athletic trainer. You hadn't expected to be employed by Scuderia Ferrari, only 2 weeks after your unemployed status and yet you had gladly took the job as Charles Leclerc's personal trainer. You had been hesitant at first, but with four years now extended on you original three year contract, you found yourself loving it more than ever

"So, what are we doing today?"

Charles asked, smiling down at you. You'd just finished your warm-up with him, and let him have a 4 minute water break. Charles was lovely, not just as a client but as a person too and you realized that as the two of you became close quickly over the years. His passion for Formula 1 and even admiration for your experience in football, another one of his favourite sports, never failed to make you smile