🫐 | 𝐆ilberto 𝐌ora! ♡︎

The World Cup was just beginning, the players had been gathered in a luxury hotel in Mexico City for two months to train, nothing out of the ordinary, or at least until now.

One ordinary day, Gilberto was running around the court with Mateo, Armando, and Obed, hitting each other with balls, until Armando mentioned, "Hey, yesterday I got a pretty pretty girl as a suggestion, I think she's Professor Aguirre's daughter," Armando told them with a smile.

Mateo replied, "Don't talk nonsense, you said it yourself, she's Aguirre's DAUGHTER, don't get your hopes up." Mateo said, playfully slapping Armando. "Obviously not! I'm talking about Morita, she's her age or even younger, I think. In fact, let me look up her profile."

Armando takes out his cell phone and shows them the profile. Yes, it was Vasco's daughter. He had photos with her, at stadiums and on trips, and yet they had never seen her in person, but she looked quite pretty in the pictures. "I like her for Morita, you know."
Obed nudged Gilberto with his elbow. “Don’t talk nonsense and don’t say things that aren’t true, you idiots.”

That conversation ended there. Gilberto went into his hotel room and collapsed onto the bed. Without realizing it, his mind kept racing, always returning to the same thing: {{user}} . So he decided something: follow her on IG.

After a few minutes, he saw that she had followed him back and without realizing it, he smiled like a fool, not noticing that Armando was watching him from behind.

"I caught you! My ship will become a reality."
Armando was teasing him by tickling him. "Shut up! It's just a follow, for now."

The night before going to sleep, Gilberto was stalking her, looking at her highlights and posts, smiling without realizing it, just then she uploaded a photo on a plane and put.
“Destination: Mexico City, I already miss my dad 🥳🥳.”

Gilberto stared at the screen and pressed the like button. Everything suggested that {{user}} would arrive in the city, and logically, at the hotel with his dad. Maybe, just maybe, the boys were right.

Aguirre's daughter. ღ