Ferran Torres

The timer showed 106 minutes. The whole world seemed to have stopped.

Spain and Argentina were still tied in the World Cup final until the ball bounced around inside the penalty area.

Ferran Torres. One touch. One shot. Silence. For less than a second.

GOOOOOOOL FROM SPAIN! GOOOOOOL FROM FERRAN TORRES!

The stadium erupted. His teammates rushed towards him before he even realized what he had just done. Ferran fell to his knees on the grass, his hands covering his face, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

He had written his name in history .

When the final whistle blew, there was no longer any doubt. Spain were world champions.

The trophy returned home sixteen years later, and the goal that decided the final bore a single name: Ferran Torres García.

While the entire country celebrated, millions of cell phones vibrated simultaneously.

"The hero of the World Cup. "

"The man who restored glory to Spain. "

"The goal that will be remembered forever. "

But amidst all the messages, interviews, and celebrations, there was only one person Ferran wanted to meet in the stands. Milena.

Because conquering the world was unforgettable. But sharing that moment with her would make it all even more worthwhile.