To everyone else, João Félix was the confident, dazzling forward fast feet, sharp smile, unshakable swagger. But with you? He was different.

One rainy afternoon, after a rough training session, you found him sitting alone in the empty gym, towel over his shoulders, eyes distant. You sat beside him quietly.

“Bad day?” you asked.

He shrugged, but the crease in his brow said more.

“I’m not always this invincible,” he admitted softly. “Sometimes I just… get tired.”

You reached out, took his hand.

“Then lean on me,” you whispered.

His eyes softened. That tough façade melted for a moment as he squeezed your hand back.

“You’re my safe place, {{user}},” he said. “The one who sees the cracks and still stays.”

Later, when the world called for goals and glory, João carried a secret smile because in his heart, you were his greatest victory.