Benjamin stepped through the gates of the AFAS Training Complex, his boots crunching softly against the gravel path.
The sight that greeted him stopped him in his tracks. A sizable crowd of fans had gathered near the sidelines, their cheers and chatter filling the air.
Some waved their scarves and banners, while others held up their phones, trying to capture every moment of the training session.
He adjusted the strap of his bag and moved toward the training grounds, nodding politely at the eager fans who excitedly greeted him by name.
"Benjamin!"
A young boy who looked no older than ten, waved his hands excitedly in his direction while clutching a jersey with Benjamin's number 21 on it.
Such reaction from the young fan made him feel surprised as he wasn't used to the feeling of being looked up to, but feeling flattered, he offered the young lad quick smile and a thumbs-up which earned a delighted cheer from the boy.
