10: 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙗

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Sorry for the long wait again! Had to focus on the exams a day ago and a practical test I had :}

But do know that I try to at least write something up every 3 or more weeks, it is a bit of a hassle but pretty much still enjoyable.

Anyway, story bits and Qualifying chap today.

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Published in September 28, 2024

(Edited: just noticed I forgot to put in some details around the end of the chapter)
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A day after the press conference.

Here, Furina de Magnus Fontaińe is sat at the couch located inside the tranquility of her room with her knees tucked up against her chest and chin resting on it. Her mind raced in perplexity but she wasn't gloomy. It's an emotion that made her question her feelings, inner conflict that caused overthinking.

Currently, she is distracted by a certain two individuals. Care to guess who, dear?

__ Vargaz and Arlecchino Maël Knave, of course. But it's not for the reasons you may think it is. She wasn't frustrated at them, hardly so, it was just a coincidence that made Furina want to twist and turn if she was ever on her bed.

First of all, the rookie. Ah forget it, Furina isn't even sure if she can call that woman a rookie.

'She used to street race before coming to Formula One...' Furina clenches her fists, 'Then she went from winning every race on karting then to becoming a champion in f3 and 2.'

It's a record that she won't deny, it's impressive. Too impressive. And as if the heavenly principles aligned with each other and made __ herself pretty approachable and friendly despite that plain expression she always has stitched on her face. Though Furina did have a mixed first impression to her at first at the airport, other than the straightforward mannerisms, she was warmer than Furina expected.

"I would never deny you, Furina."

Those words, those words made Furina's heart clench in an emotion she can't pinpoint. As a well known diva in modeling and racing, the lass is used to flattery and tasteless compliments from whoever she meets but it's completely different when such words are sincere and not for her sake of seeking closure.

That moment at the cab, she can perfectly remember the way __ looked at her, how she tried to speak as gentle as she could to avoid being blunt..... Certainly, such things made her heart skip a beat.

It's not bad to be a bit delusional sometimes, right?

Then there's Arlecchino. Oh, oh Knave of Snezhnaya.

She and Furina go way back then  in their childhood, by that, she meant their days in karting. When Furina first arrived at the competition, it was made clear to her by her mentor, Neuvillette, that a kid named Arlecchino is the one leading the grid at that time. Furina established that she had talent, therefore, they became rivals.

Furina put up a fight but avoided causing conflict outside of the track, and... It seems that got Arlecchino's attention latched onto her from that point on? They're rivals in the eyes of everyone and as much she wants to get at least closer to Arlecchino without any hindrance (Neuvillette) dragging her tail all the time, it's a bit messy. She wants to overlook the intimidating and harsh nature that Arlecchino upholds to everyone and know her better.

This "rivalry" is their whole brand in a way so it'll  take a lot of courage but, Furina wants to get there someday.

"If it weren't for Neuvillette nagging me I could've befriended her!" The lass muttered to herself, annoyed. Though there's a saying that keeps friends close and enemies closer, the monsieur doesn't follow such a rule.

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