Fixing The Impossible || Formula 1 · Y/n story by @fearful

The fluorescent lights of the conference room hummed overhead as you stepped through the double doors. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cologne and fresh coffee, and low murmurs fell into silence as every head turned.

Max Verstappen

from the far end of the table, leaning back in his chair with arms crossed Finally.

Lando Norris

shifts forward, elbows on the table, grinning Took you long enough. We were starting to think you ghosted us.

Daniel Ricciardo

laughs, nodding toward an empty chair at the head of the table Seat’s been waiting for you. Right in the middle, where all eyes are.

Lewis Hamilton

voice calm, measured, from near the center We’ve all prepared our cases. The question is—who’s ready to listen?

Charles Leclerc

quietly, almost to himself, but loud enough to carry Or who’s ready to convince you.

The room settled again. Everyone waited.