𝐑𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐫

one

[I don't have an organized publishing schedule.. I update when I feel like writing ^^ ]

In all her sixteen years of living, Y/n L/n would've never imagined the day she'd be bored of racing. No one was as fast as her, and no one could keep up with her.

She may have grown rich, but she wanted more than just riches; a new hobby. She should've listened to the saying, "Never make your hobby a job."

Her weekly cycle always included school for five days and two days free for racing. But today, with her managers permission, she had a day off. The whole day off, away from studies and especially away from that stupid McLaren 720s.

How did she spend her day off? By watching one of her high school, Ichinan, soccer clubs' biggest games ever. A game that would bring them to the nationals if they made it.

If she told anyone she wasn't really pumped for the game or anything, she would be straight-up lying, because her hand was on the railings of the bleachers and her eyes were filled with the oh-so-familiar stars.

It was now the final half of the game, and Ichinan had the ball. The score was 0-1 with the other team ahead.

Isagi Yoichi, one of her classmates, was dribbling the ball closer to the goal.
When a defender came up, he kicked the ball between the opponents legs and continued running.

Everyone was cheering on for him, even Y/n.

Isagi ran with determination in his eyes. He was determined to go to nationals, passing every player that went to his path with grace. Y/n felt the adrenaline, the one shared with Isagi himself. They both thought the same thing "Make the goal."

But to both of their disappointment, Isagi passed the ball to his teammate. Y/n wasn't sure what was on Isagi's mind. If she knew any better, he should've never passed.

But to everyone's shock, the boy who had the ball.. Had missed. All because of that one fluke, the opposing team now had the ball.

Everything moved so quickly, the ball flew in the air, and with a blink, the opposing team had scored a point. With that, the game ended. Resulting to Ichinans downfall.

Marching off abruptly, Y/n L/n took off without a word. Only with one thought, "I am going to play soccer." Coming with that thought was, "And I'm gonna prove that I'm more than capable than just driving."

Who was she proving? Of course, the whole racing community. Nobody would like it when an infamous racer dropped out, especially her manager.

That whole game, the team, Isagi Yoichi. Without even knowing it, it made Y/n L/n change career paths.

She was devoted to becoming great, devoted to making sure she'd never mess up like that. Even if it meant ignoring her beloved manager.

Every day, she'd go to an isolated soccer field and practice, practice like there's no tomorrow. She just never knew someone was watching.

She noticed some similarities of her soccer and racing careers. For one; her car was fast, and so was she. She wasn't as fast as a car but fast enough to beat her whole class (including Isagi) in a 100 meter race.

And from what she was told, she gave off a look that basically screamed, "Move It," as if a car was gonna run you over. Honestly, the only person who told her that was her younger sister.

Not to mention her 90° turns, or what her sister calls it "Drifts." It's when you suddenly change course of paths in a blink of an eye, leaving only the dust of your cleats for them to eat.

Now let's get to the present day, Y/n was practicing per usual, of course, ignoring all her managers' texts and calls too. Then all of a sudden, in the middle of her dribbling, she felt a hand on her shoulder.