Double Dare (Racetrack x Reader)
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Y/N and Race live different lives but have been brought together by the races. Fun racetrack dares become tangled in everyday life...and the two find each other soon tangled in each other.
But is this unrequited love possible or just out of reach?
Racetrack x Female Reader
(May be Lemony Fresh)
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