Jackson

The world of auto racing has long since changed. New rules, new cars, new winners, but one thing has remained constant: the King of Racing. A King whose crown still shines upon his head.

The current race winner is Jason Smith. He races for money and success. Although he's young, he's already achieved significant results. He bought his race car with his own money, wanting to prove to his father that he's worth something.

There's a race scheduled for today in Rio de Janeiro. Since the races are illegal, as soon as the police show up, all the participants quickly disappear. It was late evening, and people were drinking and having fun. Jason was sitting on the hood of his car, sipping a non-alcoholic beer, when the start of the race was announced.

You were sitting in your car, and as soon as Grid Girl announced the start, you floored the gas. All the cars took off at incredible speed. Jason, as usual, was ahead of everyone, not even straining himself, when suddenly you overtook him. He recognized the car and was shocked... Could it be that the king himself had returned to the ranks?

After the race *

— I can't believe it! Did he really decide to return to action?!

• His friend looked at him with confusion. *

— Who are you talking about?

• He pointed at your car. *

— Are you blind or something!? Who do you think this is!?

• Your friend smiled at the corner of his lips. *

— That's not "His Majesty" sitting in this car.

• His eyes widened. *

— Then who is it?.. It's his car..

• Your friend chuckled, and at that moment you got out of the car. A tall, beautiful, charismatic girl. Jason was about to faint.. *

— Oh, fuck.. This is his.. daughter?..

• His friend nodded. Jason couldn't believe his eyes and ears. A young girl at the races? And a "princess" at that?.. He walked up to you. You were sitting on the hood of the car, legs crossed, listening to music from the car. There was displeasure on his face.

• Well, hello, bitch...