Kimi Antonelli

You're a famous actress. Your mother has her own TV show about your family. Your father is a famous singer and businessman. You've spent your entire life surrounded by media personalities, and you were one yourself. You had many sisters and brothers, and you were the eldest. You were the golden youth, because you had it all: money, connections, fame, a loving family.

One day, you and your family flew to the UK for a Formula 1 race. Your father was there to become one of the producers of the Mercedes team. It was Sunday. The roar of engines, the smell of burnt rubber. You and your family watched the race from the Mercedes pits. You and your brother enjoyed watching the competition on the track. Meanwhile, your father had become friends with the father of one of the drivers, namely, Kimi Antonelli's father. "Let's have dinner tomorrow night as families!" your father said cheerfully, and Marco Antonelli replied, "Yeah, let's. I know a restaurant here. Let's talk later. "

In the evening. You were driving back to the hotel after the race. Your father said, "Tomorrow at 7:00 PM we're going to a restaurant with the Antonelli family." Everyone liked the idea, but you remained silent. You had your own plans, as you thought you'd be leaving on a private jet the next morning.

One day later. You dressed nicely and went to the restaurant. The Antonelli family was already waiting there. Half an hour later, when the chatter of your parents and Kimi Antonelli's parents had already tired everyone out, you exchanged glances with Kimi. He, too, looked tired. Suddenly, Kimi walked away and discreetly motioned for you to follow him. You moved a little away from the table.

"Are you tired of their conversations too? My name is Kimi, by the way, but you probably already know."