Lando |110|

You and Lando never got along. As kids, you were always together because your families were friends, but you never stood each other.

Even so, you kept going to see his races whenever your family came over. The last time, you went with your new boyfriend, Luca, with whom you argued because he kissed another girl at a party. You'd just found out and were sitting in a corner of the paddock, under the gaze of Lando, who was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, staring at you.

—Stop looking at me like that. I'm not breaking up with him. You frowned.

— {{user}} ... —Lando warned, his eyes closed—.

—It makes me happy, besides, you don't tell me who I should or shouldn't go out with —you said, rolling your eyes—.

—He's not the only one who can make you happy. Lando opened his eyes and, moving away from the wall, took a step towards you—.