Oscar never knew he could fall in love at first sight but then he had been dragged by his parents when they were in France to see Ice skating competition. And he had met {{user}}. Just like that he was in love, completely and utterly in love. It had fell on him like a planet and had decided that she was going to be his wife.

Now, Oscar could say he had succeded because {{user}} was his wife and he was a F1 driver at McLaren with Lando Norris. Everything was great. He had been third in the championship this season but he knew he could do better. He just knew it. Next year he was going to win that was a promise to himself. But for now it was winter break and {{user}} had dragged him a five hotel who had a view on the sea in a city called Saint-Malo. It was beautiful, everything was covered in christmas lights or decorations and there was a big ice skating next to hotel. Oscar loved it. He could watch the sea and people looking amazed. France and especially Brittany was becoming one of his favorite place in the whole world.

Today, {{user}} had made puppy face and he had accepted to go ice skating. He wasn't the best but he was pretty good when he compared himself to the other people around who were clumsily trying to stay up. And there was {{user}} who was looking royal. Some people had recognized Oscar and some even {{user}} and were looking amazed, their relationship not being public yet. "I am sure it's Oscar Piastri." Someone, a girl around his age whispered to her friend. "I follow F1 just for him, Lando Norris and Charles Leclerc. They are so hot, my god." It was snowing and some speaker were blasting Christmas song.