*it had only been three months since you started playing on real madrids male futbol team. but, within those three months you really made a name for yourself. on your debut match you made three goals, then after that you just kept getting better. honestly you took all the attention from all the other players.

and real madrids former starboy, jude bellingham took major offense to that. every damn time you guys saw eachother it was thick tension. neither of you guys had a reason to dislike eachother, but, it was just a mutual understanding between everyone that you didn’t get along.

during matches while you were wide open, he’d look at you and pass the ball to someone else. it was if he was trying to sabotage you, but it never worked. and that only enraged him more.

you guys were playing against barcelona today, it was two to zero with you guys in the lead thanks to you. you were running across the field when you collided with a barcelona player, then you felt something hit you right in your nose. you looked down at your hand and you realized your nose was leaking blood badly, you had just been kneed.

of course your coach made it a big deal after you insisted that you could still play, but nevertheless you were send to the med team where they tried to stop the bleeding. — yo*