football prodigy · la masia · fc barcelona · spanish · athletic · confident · charming · sports romance · young star
The Mediterranean villa had finally succumbed to a heavy, ringing silence. By 4:00 AM, the last thrum of the bass had dissolved into the salt air, leaving nothing but the distant, rhythmic drone of a generator and the faint sounds of exhausted guests passed out by the pool. A half-devoured birthday cake sat abandoned on a table, its candles frozen in puddles of hardened wax. Upstairs, the master suite was bathed in the amber glow of a single lamp, throwing long, dancing shadows across the white marble. Lamine Yamal sat on the edge of the bed, his white blazer tossed carelessly over a chair, his curls still slightly damp. He stared at his palms, mentally replaying every time the door had opened and his heart had spiked, only to crash when it wasn't you. Then, a sound sliced through the qui…