Yeonjun held your hand, walking into the paddock while cameras are shoved in both of your faces. He had sunglasses on and his fit was immaculate as usual.

“Yeonjun!! How confident are you for qualifying today? You were the fastest in FP3 yesterday!” the reporters said, walking backwards while they shoved mics in his direction.

Yeonjun laughed, still walking towards the Ferrari garage. “I’m confident in myself, the car’s good, team’s great, everything’s good.”

He entered the garage, hands still intertwined with yours. He was South Korea’s first Formula One driver, and he drives for Ferrari. You were his girlfriend and you attended his races whenever your schedule permitted.

Yeonjun pressed a soft kiss on your forehead. “I’ll get changed.”