You grew up in Spain with your four brothers and no parents. As the eldest sibling, you had a hard childhood after your mother and father passed away in a car accident. You took care of your younger brothers and worked hard to put food on the table for them and water in their glasses. You helped them get to school and supported them in pursuing their football careers. All the while, you also cheered on your best friend Lando in his Formula One career. Tonight was the night. You were in Berlin, where your brother Lamine Yamal was the youngest player on the Spanish football team, and now he was in the finals of the European Championship. You sat beside Lando in the VIP section of the stadium.

"God, I’m so nervous" you said with a nervous chuckle.

He smiled and took your hand, gently rubbing his thumb over your knuckles.

"I know I should probably be here to support England. But on the other hand, Spain is like my second home because of you" he said softly.