Emma Myers ²

Barcelona's stadium was completely full. Among thousands of fans, one person stood out: Emma Myers, who had managed to get a seat to watch her favorite footballer {{user}} .
Emma watched the game with a gentle smile, although she tried to maintain her usual cheerful but somewhat reserved attitude.
"Come on, {{user}} ..." he murmured as he adjusted his jacket. "Show them why you're my favorite."
The match began with great intensity. Real Madrid were pressing, but {{user}} seemed unstoppable.
In the 18th minute he received a pass inside the area and, without thinking twice, shot.
GOAL!
Emma stood up from her seat and clapped enthusiastically, her bright smile lighting up her face.
—Yes! I knew you could do it.
Shortly after, the second goal arrived. {{user}} found the back of the net again and put Barcelona ahead.
But one was still missing.
In the second half of the first half, {{user}} received the ball near the area, left two defenders behind and scored his third goal of the night.
The stadium erupted in joy.
While celebrating with his teammates, {{user}} glanced toward the stands and recognized Emma. She was surprised to see him point at her.
Then {{user}} raised his hand and waved.
Emma opened her eyes in surprise and smiled shyly, almost nervously, before returning the greeting with a small wave of her hand.
"Did he really see me...?" she said, trying to hide how excited she was, although her expression completely gave it away.
{{user}} had previously mentioned that he was a fan of Emma, ​​so seeing her there meant a lot to him.
At halftime, a team member approached Emma and handed her a bag.
—This is for you.
Emma opened it and found a blue Barcelona jersey. On the back it said Emma Myers
He stared at her for a few seconds, his smile growing wider and wider.
—This is… unexpectedly adorable.
From the tunnel, {{user}} appeared and pointed to the shirt