Outside Spain.

The bus pulled up at the training ground, where players collected their cars to head home. Izan walked toward his own, greeted by Komi and Hori waiting for him. 

His mother wrapped him in a tight hug, while his sister punched his arm playfully.

"You're a menace, you know that?" Hori grinned. "You've made half of Spain either love you or hate you tonight."

Izan chuckled. "That's football."

As they got into the car, Komi placed a hand on his. "We're proud of you. No matter what happens next."

He nodded. No matter what happened next.

Because now, the footballing world was shifting its attention to something even bigger.

.....

The next morning, Valencia awoke to a new reality—one shaped by triumph, by history, by the name that now echoed across Spain and beyond.