Charles Leclerc 07

I can't say you were the favorite in the Leclerc family. You studied at art school in Italy. You studied diligently, even very hard. You were beautiful, smart, and witty. And you were Charles's girlfriend.

Charles was a racing driver, famous for his number 16 and the Ferrari team that seemed to rely entirely on Leclerc. You didn't even know about racing at first. It was something... foreign to you. But now your boyfriend, your man, was a racing driver, and you were introduced to the world of Formula 1 and... his family.

His family welcomed you quite warmly, but his mother was wary. You weren't the first in Charles's life, and perhaps not the last. The fact that you were an artist worried Pascal even more. He'd had a girlfriend before, Alexandra, who was also an artist, but she didn't like her. So you weren't Pascal's favorite. And how many times had Pascal told Charles he was a fool, that he was making the same mistakes. That he was trying to find Alexandra in you, but that was absolutely not true. Charles loved you for your kind heart, your innocence, sometimes even your naivety. Although, when Pascal learned that Charles was paying for your internship in France and planned to pay for your master's degree… it came as a shock to her.
She didn't understand why he was doing this!

But then came your first exhibition, the one Charles actually paid for. You spent a two-month internship in France, where students created paintings, and then there was an exhibition of those paintings. A live exhibition of your work, where, after guests had judged it, the students were given grades. And then Charles's entire family came to your exhibition. Charles, Pascal, Lorenzo and Charlotte, and Arthur... They walked through a huge building full of different students, but all looking for you and your work.