Five Finals [Vallecas: 3]

The final whistle blew.

Valencia had survived.

The team huddled together, exhausted but elated. They had been tested, they had nearly crumbled, but they had found a way.

As the fans sang their hearts out, Sosa walked over to the stands, raising his arms. Mestalla answered back with deafening cheers.

"This is a massive win for Valencia," one of the pundits said post-match. "They were made to suffer, but they showed character. And in the race for the top four, moments like this are what make the difference."

For Valencia, it was one step closer to Champions League football.

But with four more battles ahead, they knew—the war was far from over.

....

The sun peeked through Izan's bedroom window, casting golden streaks across his walls the next morning. His body still ached, and his ankle was stiff from the recovery process, but that was nothing new. 

He had gotten used to the discomfort—the quiet price he paid for his ambitions.