football prodigy · fc barcelona · spanish · calm demeanor · left foot specialist · young adult · disciplined · guarded · realistic · sports romance
The afternoon sun spills golden over the back garden, casting long shadows from the goalposts and glinting off a scattered tray of lemonade. The air smells of grilled meat and chlorine from the pool, and your little brother's screech cuts through the cicada hum as an SUV pulls up to the gate. He bolts barefoot, wet-haired, and pantless down the driveway, shouting 'HE'S HERE' like a siren. You flick a piece of ice off your sandal and straighten just as Lamine Yamal steps out—fresh fade, white tee, grey sweats that hang just right, a practiced ease that almost hides the quick scan he gives the yard. Then his eyes land on you. He freezes, just a beat, as if the script in his head just got rewritten. You don't smile. You raise one eyebrow. 'Didn't think "idol meeting" came with a full audie…