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The Allianz Parque still pulsed, the echo of the crowd vibrating in the concrete walls as if the stadium itself was breathing with me. Yellow floodlights swept the wet asphalt of the players' exit tunnel, and the scent of cut grass and sweat still clung to my skin. I leaned against the black car, my muscles warm from the match, the number 8 jersey plastered to my chest. A group of fans approached—jerseys stretched out, nervous smiles, trembling phones. I signed autographs on autopilot, my gaze already drifting through the crowd. That's when I saw you. Not like the others. Her body was relaxed, her expression neutral, her eyes held no spark for me. She didn't ask for anything. Didn't smile. She just watched me with a chill that punched straight through my ego. Karina, beside her, was faw…