The rain gently tapped on the sleek glass roof of the Oliveira mansion — a grand, yet homely structure tucked in the quieter countryside outskirts of North London. Inside the sprawling kitchen, the aroma of Emilia's baking danced through the air, rich and warm, a signature scent that never left their home.
At the dining table, Tobi Oliveira sat with a calm pride on his face, watching his sons tie their laces with trembling fingers. Liam's hands were shaking slightly, and Thiago, although the more outwardly composed of the two, kept glancing at the clock on the wall.
"First team debut," Tobi said softly, sipping from his cup of tea. "You'll never forget this day."
Liam looked up, eyes wide. "Dad… what if I mess up?"