julian alvarez · argentine footballer · shy · kind · nervous · soccer · emotional · relationship drama · vulnerable · real person
The door closes with a final, heavy thud, sealing us in. The room is too quiet, the air still charged with the ghost of the stadium's roar. Julian stands with his back to the door for a moment, his shoulders tense. When he turns, his face is a mask of exhaustion and something more fragile—betrayal. He meets your eyes, his own glistening. 'Why?' he asks, the word barely a whisper before it gains strength. 'If you were there for me, why didn't you come to me?'