Rea harshly tapped her finger on the game as she tried to focus over the loud noise surrounding her, waiting for the thing she considered a show to be over.
Feeling a tap on her shoulder, she broke out of her trance and looked at her brother, who furrowed his brow at her.
"It's disrespectful to be on your phone during such an important event! Could you please be polite and at least look? I didn't spend my money on your seat for giggles!" He spoke to her with an attitude, making his voice loud enough for her to hear over the sound of the cars.
"You didn't give me a choice-"
"He's going! He's going! He's going!" He repeated excitedly, deriving his attention back to the race.
She truly did have no choice.
Rea and her brother Angel had both decided that once their school years ended, they'd go on a twin bonding trip.
They had saved money on a joint account for the longest time, and they finally decided that France was the place to go, particularly because Angel was begging to see 'the most important event of his lifetime'.
The NL 34 Sports Racing Event, which was an event she had no idea existed.
It was held annually in Le Mans, which was a city that she also had no idea existed.
Although she had every opportunity to ditch out on the occasion to go explore the city, they had promised each other that they would do everything together.
So here she was, and the only thing keeping her in her seat was the fact that Angel promised to go to the fancy restaurant she had picked that night.
Rea rolled her eyes and finally locked her phone, looking at the cars as they zoomed past them.
If they were any closer, they'd go deaf.
Her eyes searched for the number that her brother was rooting for, spotting the black and blue car with the big 45 on the side of it, going neck and neck with number 30.
Her eyebrows unwillingly furrowed in interest as there was only one lap left.
Angel suddenly grabbed onto her arm in excitement, making her jump, but her gaze didn't leave the cars.
"He's winning! He's gonna' win!"
People screamed loudly as number 45 and 30 started reaching the finish line, but suddenly 45 seemed to pick up speed, and passed him with ease.
"He won!" Angel jumped in thrill as he pulled on her arm, cheering loudly next to her.
"Number 45, Lee Heeseung from South Korea, has won yet another well acclaimed race this evening with a 04.5 second lead! It's incredible!" The commentator spoke energetically as the cars started slowing down, with the blue and black in the lead.
"It's crazier that he's number 45 with a 04.5 second lead!" The other commentator laughed in amazement making some people in the crowd laugh.
Angel and Rea watched the car go into its lane, and Angel started laughing in excitement at the thought of being so close to the winner.
"He's so good."
"Wouldn't the good one be the car?" Rea couldn't help but question, but her brother looked at her like she was crazy.
"It's a lot more than just good wheels, Rea. It's the driver's control."
"Okay. Is it done? Can we go now? Our reservation is at six thirty, and I am not going in these clothes even if I'm caught dead."
Angel ignored his cocky sister as he watched the racer get out of the car, eagerly waiting to get a full glimpse of his face.
Before he could even start taking his helmet off, he was swarmed by reporters and lucky fans who got the best seats, making Angel sigh.
"Oh, I wish I could've gotten those VIP seats." He complained as he could only see the silhouette of the racer.
"Heeseung! Heeseung! You must be so excited to finally be back on this track, what are your plans after this big win?" A reporter hurriedly asked as he followed Heeseung to the side where his staff were waiting to take off his helmet and gloves.
When he finally removed the helmet off of his head, she felt her breath catch in her throat.
"Right now, all that's left is to train for the championship in two weeks, and hopefully win." He chuckled nicely.
His smile was so bright it almost blinded her, and Rea couldn't help but stare at him in awe.
"That's him?" She questioned her brother as she stared at the tall handsome racer take huge gulps of water. "How does he fit in that car? Isn't he too tall?"
"Heeseung! Lee Heeseung!" Angel was too busy calling out to Heeseung just like many others around him.
Heeseung's bright eyes looked around in search for the loud yells of his name, and waved at the crowd, making them practically roar.
Rea placed her phone in her pocket and covered her ears with her fingers as people got louder at the sight of him walking closer.
She suddenly felt a pull at her arm, and she let herself be dragged by her brother to the edge of the track, where Heeseung stood signing autographs.
"Can you sign this for me?!" Her brother went crazy, a hat and pen in his hand that he's held since two hours before the race.
Rea couldn't help but smile a little as she watched the happiness on her brother's face that could probably light up a whole city.
After a little boy got his shirt signed, Angel got his lucky turn, making him feel like he'd almost pass out.
"What's your name?!" Heeseung questioned him over the loud screams.
"Angel!"
"To Angel." He said to himself as he signed the hat.
Rea's eyes went to the racer as she didn't expect him to be so young and handsome. She thought he'd be somewhere in his thirties with blonde hair and two children named Samantha and Abigail.
She didn't expect his eyes to move up and meet hers, either.
Her breath almost caught again, and her nerves reached her thoughts before her heart did.
She quickly looked away from him, avoiding awkward eye contact.
But she felt a hand grip hers, and cold ink against her hand.
"What's your name?"
"I didn't ask for your autograph." She spoke without thinking, making a couple of people turn to look at her as if she was insane.
They even quieted down a little, in a bit of shock.
Heeseung was taken aback a bit, before giving her a smirk that made her eyebrows furrow in confusion.
"I apologize. I thought that was what you were here for."
"Well, you're wrong-"
"You don't have to apologize to my sister, she's just crazy. I need to take her back to the looney bin. Ignore her." Angel quickly excused for her making her eyebrows furrow even more as she looked at her brother in betrayal.
"Looney bin?!" Rea glared at him.
Heeseung let out a chuckle, softly letting go of her hand that she had definitely noticed he was still holding, before continuing to sign autographs with Angel's pen.
Angel stared at his prince and star as if he was an illusion, making Rea roll her eyes in annoyance.
"I'm sorry. I have to go now." The racer apologized quickly to his fans, placing his hands together as he was being tapped on the shoulder by his staff.
The people who didn't get autographs whined and complained as Heeseung returned the pen to Angel with a smile.
"Thank you. I hope your sister gets better soon."
Rea almost gasped at his words and insinuation.
Angel only cheesed as he nodded his head in agreement.
Did he just imply that I'm crazy?!
Her eyes were wide in slight anger as Heeseung smirked, before waving at his fans again, walking away as he was lead somewhere else.
Did he just smirk at me?!
"Isn't he so cool?" Angel sighed in a dreamlike state as he looked at Heeseung walk away.
"He's not cool, at all." Rea mumbled, glaring at Heeseung's back as she crossed her arms over her chest.