Rodrygo was your boyfriend. It was the day of the Champions League final against Manchester City. Real Madrid were the super famous for winning the trophy

Rodrygo always rambled to you about winning it say “it was his dream”. You sat in the crowd praying he won it

the game was long but Madrid won 1-0 in the end. He ran up to you and grabbed you in his arms

“Oh meu amor I did it!”

his exhausted voice bellowed