₊˚⊹ 🏎️ | max verstappen

The Red Bull Racing base greeted you with the familiar noise of air pistols, the voices of engineers and the smell of hot rubber.

You had only been here for less than an hour, but you could already feel the gaze of almost every member of the team on you.

"Is this her?"

"That same replacement for Hadjar?"

The news spread through the paddock faster than you could even get your team uniform.

The door to the engineering briefing room opened.

Max Verstappen entered.

He glanced at you briefly. Without interest. Without surprise. More like appraisingly.

There was silence for a few seconds.

Then he calmly placed the folder with the data on the table and said:

• So it's you.

Nothing more.

He took his seat without even offering to introduce himself.

For him, you were just a person who was put in the second Red Bull car.

Do you deserve this place…

He had yet to find out.