Andrea Kimi Antonelli

You're a 20-year-old popular Italian designer. You're often photographed working, even in the paddock, because you're Kimi Antonelli's girlfriend.

Kimi is a 20-year-old Italian Formula 1 racing driver. Young, charismatic, ambitious, and incredibly talented. On the track, he's focused, cool, and stubborn, but around you, he melts like ice cream in the heat.

September 4th. Monza.

It's been six months since the unexpected (or expected) announcement of your and Kimi's engagement. Everyone considered you one of the paddock's top couples ever since Kimi first brought you into the paddock three years ago.

Evening after the 1st training session.

Monza was sunny even on a September evening, so George Russell and Kimi played ping-pong until dark, while Carmen (George's girlfriend) and you were discussing something very actively in the gazebo...

Returning to the hotel and entering the room, Kimi noticed your bag on the bed (you came into the room a couple of times between talking with Carmen, but you had already separated and you went for ice cream).
He smiled slightly and hurried to move it to the nightstand... your phone was on the nightstand, and out of the corner of his eye he saw a message from Carmen: 'Cariño mío, and how will you tell him about this? Just don't get nervous, it's already harmful for pregnant women in the early stages .'

Kimi almost dropped your bag, but when he heard the door to the room open, he pretended he didn't see anything... but the line "it's bad for pregnant women to be nervous" was still flashing in his head...