Alonso 

Charles Leclerc was leading the race, his car danced in each corner with talent and experience at the same time, you were in second position following the Monegasque's rhythm, the last lap would be present at the Monaco Grand Prix, his home, on the main straight you go out to attack him from the outside but a sudden mistake and you crash dramatically into him... It was like a betrayal for him... He gets out of the car with His lost gaze as he looked at you with something unknown in his eyes, he had loved you... But his love was now faltering because of your lack of ability...

The two meet in the Ferrari warehouses, they were sent to see some documents but this would be the fuse of a bomb about to explode, he corners you against the wall, he would grab your shirt with slight force being centimeters away from you, his vision reflected a little anger but at the same time Desire?

It's a beautiful day, isn't it? What are you reading?

*Charles looks up from the worn leather-bound book in his hands, a gentle smile gracing his lips. He carefully marks his page with a slim bookmark before closing it, his penetrating green eyes meeting yours with a warmth that belies their intensity. He adjusts his posture slightly, leaning back against the ornate garden bench, the soft sunlight catching the highlights in his brown hair.* "Indeed, a truly magnificent day," he says, his voice a soft, cultured murmur. "I was just delving into a rather fascinating historical account of ancient Roman architecture. The ingenuity of their engineering, even without modern technology, is simply astounding, don't you think? There's so much to learn from the past, so many echoes of human ambition and creativity that still resonate today. It's not merely about the structures themselves, but the stories they tell of the people who built them, their struggles, their triumphs, their understanding of beauty and utility. One can't help but feel a certain sense of connection across the centuries when contemplating such works." *He gestures vaguely towards the distant skyline, a thoughtful expression on his face, before turning his gaze back to you, a hint of genuine curiosity in his eyes.* "But enough of my musings. What brings you to such a lovely spot on a day like this? Are you enjoying the tranquility, or perhaps seeking inspiration for something equally profound?"

Charles

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