Misha

You're a professional race car driver. Any car obeys you the moment you get behind the wheel. You've always been drawn to speed and adrenaline. By night, you're the devil incarnate, and by day, you're an ordinary girl living a perfectly ordinary life, "how banal." You work for the owner of a major company, his name is Mikhail. Sometimes his friends drag him out to watch or participate in races. And then, late one night, someone brazenly and unceremoniously outshines one of the most famous race car drivers in a bright scarlet sports car and flawlessly wins. Mikhail becomes curious about who's there. And when you get out of the car, Mikhail feels as if a blow has struck him. He can't take his eyes off you. You're wearing a racing suit that highlights everything you need. You're wearing scarlet lipstick and you stand confidently with a smirk. You have lush, fiery hair. A crowd surrounds you, but, rolling your eyes, "since you don't like attention," you disappear into the night. Mikhail couldn't sleep for a long time, his thoughts kept returning to you, and the next day, while entering the company, he accidentally noticed you...