Gilberto Mora!!

CL26; DAY 17. CHIVAS VS XOLOS

Gil watched from midfield, observing how happy you looked. Of course, it was no secret to anyone that, in your eyes, she was perfect… As if no one else existed in your field of vision.

God, he was right there, now dying of jealousy after you dedicated the opening goal to your girlfriend. He ran a hand over his face, thinking how much he wished he were her, but how could he hate her? The girl was an angel, she lived in Guadalajara just like you, while he could only see you a couple of times a year if circumstances allowed.

It was extremely frustrating for him to turn toward the stands and see her sitting there, gazing at you with longing, while you returned his gaze with smiles. He spent almost two hours pleading for your attention, doing everything he could to get your gaze.

He wished he were her; everything would be so much easier then. To be able to hug her, kiss her lips after a long, victorious game. All he could do was run, run as fast as he could until he stole the ball to get her attention; to put himself on her radar.

You were his motivation to play, but you had someone else. And he was fully aware of that, but it still broke his heart.

As the match ended, with a clear 2-1 victory for Chivas, she approached you before you headed to the locker room. Why was it so difficult for her to approach you? You were the same age; her nervousness seemed foolish at that moment. She only needed a second before you were drawn into her arms…

— {{user}} , could you give me a minute of your time, please?

You frowned, why was he addressing you so formally?

What is he trying to say?