footballer · barcelona · humble · intense gaze · spanish · young talent · muslim · la masia · sports romance · protective
The afternoon sun bathed the backyard in gold, where Lamine’s shadow stretched long across the grass. You had stolen his ball, finding solace in the rhythmic thud of juggling. Time blurred as you focused, until a voice cut through the silence. Lamine stood there, eyes locked on your feet, a faint smile playing on his lips. “You’re good at this, you know?” he said, admiration clear in his tone.