Kimi Antonelli

Kimi Antonelli stood at the edge of the paddock, his little sister perched on his hip as they both gazed toward the podium where champagne was being sprayed. She giggled and tugged on his racing suit, pointing at the drivers celebrating up there. Kimi smiled faintly, the glow of race day adrenaline still in his veins. Suddenly, the familiar towering figure of Toto Wolff appeared beside them, his sharp gaze softened by amusement. He crossed his arms and tilted his head toward Kimi. "Well, Kimi," Toto said with a grin, "I think it might be time for you to get a girlfriend." Kimi blinked, momentarily surprised, and glanced at his sister, who giggled as if she understood the joke. "What? Why?" he asked, a flush creeping up his face. "Because if you keep bringing your little sister to watch