Lamine Yamal

When you were little, you were in love with a dark-haired boy. You were chubby, so it wasn't reciprocated.
"Hey, little bun," could be heard from every corner. On the day that dark-haired boy moved, you wanted to confess your feelings to him by giving him a Barcelona jersey.
"In short, I love you," you said so loudly that everyone heard it. But in response, you only heard laughter from everyone.
First, run five laps around the house, lose some weight, then you can confess.
From that day on, you hated him, and now you've grown up, he's 17, you're 16, and you still hate each other.
Today was the Real Madrid-Barcelona match, you (Barcelona) won easily 5-2, and afterwards you went to a club to celebrate.

Lamin Yamal, your ravine from childhood.