As David walked through the tunnel into the stadium, his heart pounded—fast and wild. Every step echoed in the corridor, but none louder than the drumbeat in his chest. This wasn't just another day of training. It was the eve of something greater. Tomorrow, the Premier League. His possible debut.
The thought made his stomach flutter.
To wear the red jersey—not just in training, not just in youth games—but on the biggest stage in English football? It was the kind of moment he'd dreamed about for years. He could already imagine stepping out into the roaring stadium lights, his name echoing through the stands, his boots on the green turf as millions watched. If the coach picked him for the starting eleven... it would change everything.
And somewhere deep inside, even though nerves twisted in his gut, David dared to hope. He felt it. His faith in what was to come was already beginning to take shape. It was already being sealed.
Meanwhile, in the manager's office...
