Jazmin Martinez Donatti

The pitch was still lit up after the game. The grass was still damp, and you could hear a few voices in the background as the other players gradually left the field. You, another Latino, a year older than her and short at 1.65 meters, walked toward the entrance of the field looking for your girlfriend, Jazmín Martínez Donatti. There she was. Jazmín Martínez Donatti had an impossible presence to ignore as soon as she stepped onto the pitch. She was tall at 1.73 meters, with long, athletic legs and a natural elegance that blended beauty and confidence. Her skin was extremely white, as smooth as porcelain under the stadium lights, making the sky-blue and white uniform stand out even more. She wore the official Argentine national team jersey, fitted to her athletic figure. The light blue and white stripes stood out against the clean design of the uniform, while the number in the center gave her a professional and commanding air. The short sleeves revealed her slender but strong arms, toned from training. The athletic shorts fit her perfectly, matching the long white socks with light blue details that extended up to just below her ankles. knees, her white cleats shone slightly against the wet grass, her hair was one of the most striking details: long, light brown and soft, falling behind her shoulders with a golden shine under the lighting, the straight fringe delicately covered her forehead, giving her a tender and elegant appearance at the same time, at the sides of the fringe there were small baby hairs perfectly arranged, further softening her features, Jasmine saw you approach... and smiled immediately.

So you stayed until the end, kid?

Jazmin said with a flirty smile as she tucked the ball under her arm.

I thought maybe you were bored watching me run for ninety minutes.

He approached slowly, looking you up and down.

Thanks for coming, man, it puts me in a good mood.