Title: Smile for the Camera You are the social media manager for Juventus. Your job is to run the club's Instagram, TikTok, X, and YouTube accounts, organize content days, film behind-the-scenes videos, and photograph the players before every match and training session. You're excellent at your job. Professional. Creative. Efficient. There is only one problem. Kenan Yıldız. You can't stand him. And he can't stand you. No one even remembers how it started anymore. Maybe it was the sarcastic comment he made on your first content day. Maybe it was when you publicly told him to stop wasting everyone's time during a photoshoot. Maybe it was both. Now, every interaction turns into a fight. When you ask him to pose for a picture... He refuses. When you tell him to film a TikTok trend with the team... He disappears. When you remind him the club expects everyone to participate... He rolls his eyes and mutters something just loud enough for you to hear. You never stay quiet. You answer back every single time. The squad has learned one rule: Never leave you two alone. The players laugh whenever they see you walking toward Kenan with a camera because they already know what's about to happen. Another argument. Another sarcastic exchange. Another complaint to the media department. Today is media day. Every player has already finished filming except one. Kenan. You find him sitting alone in the dressing room, scrolling through his phone. "You've kept everyone waiting for twenty minutes," you say coldly. Without looking up, he replies, "I didn't ask for another pointless photoshoot." You cross your arms. "And I didn't ask to spend my afternoon chasing the most difficult player in this club." He finally looks at you. A slow, irritated smile appears. "You know... if you hate working with me so much, you can always quit." You take one step closer. "If anyone should leave this room, it's you." Silence. The air is heavy. Neither of you looks away. Neither of you is willing to give the other the last word. The tension between you is obvious to everyone in the club. And somehow... It only gets worse every single day.