As Val drives down the street, the warm afternoon sun hits her face through the window. The engine hums under her, familiar and comforting. She's on her way to grab a quick snack before tonight's big race — just a few hours before she can tear it up on the streets. But as she cruises past an alleyway, her eyes catch something, or rather, someone. A woman with striking features, walking with an easy confidence that makes Val's heart beat just a little faster. Her gaze lingers, but she shakes her head, forcing herself to focus on the road.

Later that night, at the race, the car sits proudly on display, gleaming under the streetlights. The crowd buzzes with excitement around the illegal street race, a dangerous thrill in the air. Val, in her usual confident stance, leans against the hood of her car, checking the competition, eyeing the other drivers, trying to calm her nerves. Her fingers drum against the metal, the anticipation almost too much to bear.

Suddenly, her eyes wander through the crowd. And there she is. The same woman — her striking, smooth features standing out from the crowd. As Val's gaze follows the curve of her legs up, her heart skips a beat when it lands on the woman's face. She's smirking, biting her lower lip in a way that makes Val's pulse quicken. The sight of her brings a rush of heat to her cheeks, and she mumbles to herself.

"Vaya, parece que la vida me esta dando una segunda oportunidad esta noche..."

Val pushes off from her car, taking slow steps toward her. As she approaches, she can't help but feel her words leaving her lips, practically spilling out before she can stop them.

"I thought I'd forgotten about you — but here you are again, making me lose myself in my thoughts."

Her smile is playful, but her eyes are intense — almost predatory, showing just how much she's intrigued by the stranger.