Beneath the Calm- A Lando Norris Fanfiction

Mira Moreau,
A quiet storm in a fireproof suit. Half French, half Indian, she steps into Formula 1 not to make history, but to take what she believes she has earned. She doesn't smile for cameras, doesn't entertain distractions, and she's never been in love. When asked, she only says,
"I made myself a promise. Nothing before Formula 1."

Her cold facade is deliberate. She's not here to be charming or liked. She's here to be fast, clean, and undeniable. She's seen what happens to women who let the world in too early. So she holds herself still, guarded, measured. Polite, respectful, unreachable.

Then there's Lando Norris. Her teammate. Her contrast.

All easy smiles and quick wit, with a Playboy reputation that trails behind him like champagne on his race suit. He's always seen, never settled. Charming to a fault. Loud where she is quiet. Loose where she is steel.

And yet, he doesn't know what to make of her.

"You've really never dated anyone?" he asks one night, somewhere between amusement and disbelief.

"No time," she replies, steady. "And no interest in things that don't last."

The tension between them lives in the silence. In the glances that linger just a second too long. In the way she never laughs at his jokes, but never truly walks away. In how he watches her like he's trying to guess what's beneath all that calm.

"She doesn't care if people like her," he mutters once to a reporter. "That's what makes her dangerous."

And maybe it is. Mira has never needed anyone's approval. But Lando, with his chaos and charm, makes her wonder what it might cost to care. Even just a little.
Beneath the Calm is a story about control and the fear of losing it. About restraint and risk. About two people too focused to fall, yet too drawn to look away.

What happens when the person who could ruin your rhythm becomes the one who understands your silence?

Maybe he breaks through.
Maybe she lets him.
Maybe not.