Rakim arrived at the training grounds the day after their 3-1 victory against Hearts with a spring in his step. The adrenaline from the win still coursed through his veins, and he felt more determined than ever to keep the momentum going. The morning sun was just beginning to warm the pitch, casting long shadows across the grass as he made his way towards the locker room.
The training grounds were already buzzing with activity. His teammates were scattered across the pitch, some stretching, others engaged in light banter, but all of them still riding high on the victory. As Rakim walked past, he received a few nods of acknowledgement and claps on the back. His performance in the game had earned him some respect.
