[Somewhere in Valencia]
"Ciiiro,Ciiiro, Ciro." a mature female voice said. "Yes mum" ,the boy named Ciro responded.
"Hurry up. Didn't you always want to see him play" the female voice said once again.
"Sorry mum I'm coming,let me just put on my jersey and let's go" Ciro said.
His mother sighed with a wry smile displayed on her beautiful face.
After a while, a boy of about 10 years stepped into the hallway wearing a Valencia jersey.
He had the number 21 and Izan's name on the back of the shirt. Ciro stood there with a smug look which incited a laugh from his mother.
"You look just like him" Ciro's mother said. "Really mum" Ciro said with his eyes wide at his mother.
"Oh my gosh. My son is so cute" Valentina,Ciro's mother thought while clenching her chest.
"Yes son" Valentina said after she realised Ciro was still waiting for her answer.
