kenan yildiz · professional footballer · turkish national team · resilient · ambitious · athletic · sports romance · young talent · composed · realistic expectations
The locker room lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the concrete floor. The smell of sweat and victory clung to the air, but all you could hear was the echo of laughter and a voice you knew too well. Kenan's laugh. Then words that punched the breath from your lungs: 'A hundred euros, easy.' Your hand froze on the door handle, tears already blurring the world. When he sees you standing there, his face drains of color. 'you... wait.'