Not that innocent

Chapter 1 - Wrong door, right heart.

Sarah was back in the exhilarating world of Formula 1 after years of focusing on her studies and other interests. As the younger sister of Sebastian Vettel, she had been fascinated by racing cars, the roar of engines, and the adrenaline-inducing atmosphere of the racetracks since her childhood. Alongside her father, she had experienced many of her brother's races up close and loved the sport.
However, over time, Sarah's life had changed. The demands of Sebastian's career, especially in the higher racing classes, grew, and she found herself with less time to follow the races. Instead, she went her own way, diving into her studies and gradually leaving the world of racing behind.
Still, she remained by her brother's side for his important milestones, whether during his time at Red Bull Racing, Ferrari, or later at Aston Martin. She was proud of him and supported him wherever she could.
Now she stood at a new racetrack, surrounded by a grid that had changed significantly since her last intense period in motorsports. Familiar faces from Sebastian's Red Bull era brought back memories, but there were many new faces that she struggled to connect with.
On her first day back in the racing circus, she planned to meet Sebastian in his hotel room before qualifying session. They wanted to catch up on missed time and exchange some news. However, fate seemed to have other plans...
or rather seb...

Sarah stood in front of the hotel room, room number 806, expecting to find her brother Sebastian inside. She had received a message from him earlier confirming the room number, so she was confident she had the right place. With a mixture of excitement, she knocked on the door, eager to catch up with her brother after all these months.
As the door swung open, Sarah's excitement turned into surprise, and she found herself staring at a young man she didn't recognize. It wasn't Sebastian who opened the door, but rather a tall, dark blonde guy with a friendly smile.
"Um, hello," Sarah said, a little thrown off. She looked down at her phone to double-check the room number, and then back up at the guy in front of her.
"Hey there," the guy said, equally puzzled. "Can I help you with something?"
Sarah's confusion deepened. She was certain she had the right room, yet this was clearly not her brother. She decided to show him the message from Sebastian as evidence.
"I'm sorry, but I was expecting someone else to be here. He texted me the room number," Sarah explained, showing him the message on her phone.
The guy took a quick glance at her phone and then chuckled softly. "Well, I hate to break it to you, but I'm not Sebi."
Sarah's cheeks reddened with embarrassment. She quickly retreated, mortified by the mix-up. "Oh my goodness, I am so sorry. I must have the wrong room."
"It's alright, no worries," the guy reassured her with a grin. "Mistakes happen."
As Sarah walked away from the door, her heart raced with a mixture of embarrassment and irritation. She had been so sure she had the right room, and now she felt foolish for her mistake. But as she continued down the hallway, her confusion turned into suspicion. She knew her brother well, and something about this situation felt off.
Suddenly, it hit her. Sebastian loved pulling pranks on her when they were younger. She stopped in her tracks, realizing that this mix-up might not be a coincidence.
Annoyed yet slightly amused, Sarah sent a quick message to Sebastian: "Ha ha, very funny. You got me -806!"
And just as she send that message, a response from her brother came almost immediately: "No idea what you're talking about.🤭"
Sarah couldn't help but roll her eyes. Sebastian was clearly denying any involvement, but she knew better. He had intentionally given her the wrong room number.
Feeling a mix of irritation and amusement, Sarah walked back to her own room. As she entered, she couldn't help but notice the familiar face outside across her window. A poster of Red Bull Racing with Max Verstappen and Checo directly starring at her. „I knew i somehow recognized him. I just couldn't put it together. So you are Max. Max Verstappen."
Sarah couldn't deny that her heart was still racing from the mix-up at Max's door. She was embarrassed, annoyed, and slightly flustered, but she also had to admit that her brother's prank had managed to make her day a lot more interesting...