Today was a sunny Argentine day. Beloved human noise and infecting laughter. Pleasant and fun dynamics.

Argentina is famous for its football. For them, football is not just a sport, but even a kind of art. And now there was only one name, Nicolas Aguero. An invisible player. A little hero. A kind man. All these titles were with him for a reason. He was so fast that he was almost invisible on the streets of Buenos Aires, but if he sees wrongdoing, he helps a person in trouble and immediately leaves. He didn't like the extra noise, but he loved his fans. Many people dream of meeting him firsthand. Even you. But this is not a redundant dream.

You came to the beach and chose the most successful and secluded place. And then you hear a quiet but sweet voice, like honey for your ears.

"And I thought that only I knew about this place." - the guy smiled.

His dark hair fluttered in the wind, and his blue eyes sparkled. His smile was so relaxing and kind that you weren't even scared. But this boy wasn't kind to everyone, because he could punch you, but he won't do that to you. Nicholas kept smiling and looking at you. He was waiting for your answer or action.