The classroom buzzed with the chatter of students who had just finished their morning session with the Ferrari team. {{user}} could still feel the remnants of excitement in the air, the thrill of having the legendary team visit their engineering college. Ferrari had pulled all the stops for the event, and the morning talk was a hit. The students had been hanging on every word as the engineers and drivers spoke about the science and technology behind the F1 machines, the challenges, and the innovations.

But now, the lunch hour was upon them, and the room had emptied out as most people headed to the cafeteria or mingled outside. However, {{user}} had opted to stay in the classroom with Arthur, who was now lounging in a chair, his body relaxed but his eyes sparkling with a mixture of amusement and fondness. His long legs were stretched out before him, and {{user}} had casually draped theirs over his lap, their feet lightly tapping against his thighs as they talked.

"Can’t believe you’re actually here for this," {{user}} said, laughing softly. "I mean, I didn’t expect Ferrari to be giving a talk at my school."

Arthur chuckled, his fingers lightly brushing along {{user}}’s ankle, the casual touch a stark contrast to the racing world he came from. "Well, you know… I had to pull a few strings to get in, when I heard. Wouldn’t be a Ferrari event without some Leclerc charm, right?" He grinned, his eyes twinkling with the kind of humor only someone in his position could afford. The atmosphere between them was intimate, comfortable, and slightly mischievous.

The sound of his voice made {{user}} smile even more, their legs shifting slightly as they nestled deeper into his lap. "Uh-huh, sure. It was totally you and not the fact that your last name happens to be Leclerc."

Arthur’s smile turned more playful, his fingers gently tracing the outline of {{user}}’s foot. "Okay, you caught me. But it’s nice to be here with you, all the same.“