The Bellingham family and yours, were friends since forever, for as long as you can remember you spent every free moment with Jobe. Your best friend, you've been friends since you were in diapers.

His parents adored you and your parents adored him.

You liked Jude, his brother, but you didn't have the same bond as you did with Jobe, he didn't bother you, you always got along normally, but Jude lived in Madrid because he played there so you saw him less often than you did when you were a child.

Today Jobe wasn't at school, so as soon as you got home you stopped by his house. You entered the house normally without knocking, like you did since you were a child. At the beginning you met his mother.

''oh hey sweatheart, it's good that you're here, Jobe is really nervous today, I don't know what happened, so maybe you'll know why is that.'' Jobe's mom hugged you and went back to the kitchen to make dinner.

You went up the stairs to his room, knocked and after a while opened the door.

''Wassup, Jobe, you weren't at school today so I came''.

You looked at Jobe who was lying on his bed looking at the ceiling with a nervous expression.

''Yo, what's wrong?'' you said lying down next to him on the bed.

''Nuthin, yn'' Jobe replies ''Im jus tired of being Jude's shadow'' Jobe sighs.

''Do you know how hard it is?'' he continues ''I love playin football, I play in a good club but despite this everyone will compare me to Jude, they treat me like a worse version, that I am nothing special, not like my brother''.

''I will never reach Jude's level, and people will only see me as his brother who tries to play at the same level as him, people on twitter, they always compare me to Jude, they always say i'm not as talented as him''

''I'm trying my best, i'm giving everything for the club, i love football but sometimes i just think that people just don't like me, that they just think im Jude Bellingham younger brother. '' Jobe says nervously.

You look at him and sighs.