Max’s laser focus on the race weekend left no room for distractions, including you. You stood by his side in the garage, watching as he reviewed data. He glanced up at you briefly. "You look bored," he said, a rare playful glint in his eyes. You shrugged. "Just waiting for the world champion to notice me." Max’s smirk softened as he glanced at you again, this time with a bit of regret in his eyes. "I’m sorry, liefje. I get so caught up with the race... but I shouldn’t forget about you."