Competing For

It was Lucille who spoke. She rolled down the back window and muttered, "What's the competition about?" The young man looked in the direction of the voice, and his eyes immediately went blank. The rest of the group followed suit, their eyes burning with passion as they stared at Lucille. They all saw the girl who spoke in the back seat. Her delicate, otherworldly face was flawless, and her forehead was bright and plump. Her eyebrows were long and black. Her eyes were as clear as a spring of water, and her lips were red and rosy. At first glance, she was stunning and breathtaking. She was like an ethereal being who had accidentally stepped into the mortal world. Finally, the young man in black, who had provoked her, came to his senses. He stared at Lucille and replied, "Racing, obviously! Do you want to get in my car, pretty girl? I'll show you the true meaning of speed and passion. I can promise that you'll have a good time!" After that, he glanced at Austin with disdain and sneered, "