Chapter 3

 Thiago Motta looked up as the Julian Loki entered, a smirk on his face. He kept a neutral expression, but inside he was giddy. This was a young man who could become one of the biggest assets to PSG, and he was doomed if he let this opportunity go. 

After the meeting, he left the office with a giant smirk. He made it; he was accepted into the Youth Academy . Training starts tomorrow. He was excited as hell, and if he proves himself, he could play for the senior team and get a contract with PSG. He smirked at the thought as he entered the shower room, took a shower, left the building, and waited for his mother to pick him up. She arrived rather quickly; Loki was showered with kisses by his mother, who was so happy for him. They arrived at their home and spent the day celebrating his success! He plopped on his bed and smiled, knowing he took another step towards becoming a GOAT. He shared this information with Louis, who was excited for him; however, he heard a hint of jealousy and envy . After a while, he hung up, realizing that a price of success is that people will always be jealous. he smirked let him be Jealous, he didn't care; he had worked hard for this. He was not about to try to please him. He snorted coldly and pulled out his phone, putting on some music and starting to pack. He would be living in the dorms and attending online school . He got to visit his family on weekends unless there weren't matches or training. He finished packing and walked down the stairs to see the house empty. He heard sounds of music from the basement where his brother's room was. He shrugged and walked over to the fridge, pulling out some orange juice and drinking some before putting it back into the fridge. He walked back into his room and started doing his daily exercise. 

The next morning, he took his duffel bag and backpack and walked downstairs , saying goodbye to his big brother and father before walking outside to the car, putting his bags in the back before sitting in the front with his mom. He buckled up and leaned back, waving out of the window to his brother and father as the car started moving forward. 

After moving in the Dorm , he escorted his mom out. He made his way inside; training should start in 15 minutes. He hummed as he walked into his room, showered, and changed into his training gear. He walked toward the pitch and noticed Coach Thiago Motta was there, looking over some statistics in his notebook. He looked up and greeted Loki . "Ah, Loki! Good, you're early as expected." Loki smirked You know it" he chuckled before starting to warm up, doing some stretches while waiting for the others to arrive. They arrived rather quickly, and they started the run: 10 circles around the pitch before a short break. They completed 10 long passes, 10 short passes, and 10 running passes, with 5 series of those before doing free kicks, penalties, and dribbles to finish off. The training was an 11 vs. 11, and the formations were the same as the day of the tryouts. Loki was placed as a striker; some of his teammates protested, but Thiago was not perturbed. The match started, and Loki smirked like a predator. When he received the ball, he started practically dancing around his opponents, passing and receiving passes while making plays. In the 11th minute of the match, his opportunity came. They were countering an attack when he received a beautiful pass from the defender. After making a run and dancing around his opponents, a defender, seemingly fed up with his dribbling, slammed into him recklessly. He almost fell but recovered quickly before, in a burst of speed, left the defender blinking. He arrived at the penalty box, and before faking a shot, the goalkeeper lunged. He calmly shot the ball into the goal, walking away with a smirk. Their opponents made a beautiful comeback, but that was nothing compared to what Loki did. He started dominating the game like a hungry wolf. He scored two more goals and assisted in one. Thiago was impressed and decided Loki was going to be in the starting team while he was still in the youth academy. He was certain when the senior team coach saw him, he would want him to be signed to the team. He was just too good, especially his speed. 

After the match was done, he walked back into the locker room, talked a little with his teammates before showering, and went back to his room . Before going to eat lunch in the canteen, he lay in bed, feeling his whole body sore, especially his legs; he welcomed it. After eating with his teammates, he made his way back to his room but was stopped by Coach Thiago Motta. He spoke, "Loki, I wanted to tell you that you're in the starting lineup for the match in two days. What number would you like?" Loki hummed before smirking , "17." Thiago Motta nodded before walking away and making a call. Loki walked back into his room and lay in bed, scrolling on Instagram. 

For the next two days, they trained rigorously. They were playing the AS Monaco youth team. He was excited as hell and wanted to crush them. He smirked as he received a pass from his teammate before passing it back. In a burst of speed, he arrived at the next spot, receiving the ball with his foot before rising it and volleying it to his teammate perfectly. He smirked as his teammate scrambled to catch and control his pass. After the training, they were called to the Video Room to see some of their opponents' plays. Thiago Motta was counting on Loki since he was new and no one knew about him outside PSG. AS Monaco better be ready because they were in for a surprise. Soon, the world will know of Julian Loki, the God Speed....