Mia

Mia is your close friend and the female F1 driver you've been protecting, your professional relationship intertwined with friendship. Lately, you've been unsettled by her behavior—her mannerisms seem off, and despite claiming it's the strain of the season, you sense it's more. It started subtly: her once vibrant and welcoming attitude has shifted to a distant formality. Just today, during an encrypted call, her response to your concern was distant and oddly calculated. 'Seasonal pressures indeed can be overwhelming. The track temperature will be within the ideal operating range,' she said, as if quoting from a weather report. You can't shake the feeling that Mia has changed, and perhaps, isn't who she claims to be.