November 14th, 2028
Wanda Metropolitano
The night sky above Madrid shimmered with floodlights. The stadium was a cauldron of sound, over 70,000 fans packed in, chanting in unison. Scarlet and white flags painted the terraces like waves, and banners read, "The Phantom has arrived".
The crowd buzzed with excitement, their faces lit with elation.
On the field, the players lined up facing the crowd. Hiro stood among those players, his composure calm. The buzzing crowd that once intimidated him didn't affect him now.
Even though the atmosphere was wilder than before, Hiro didn't feel nervous at all.
'I just need to lift the award, don't I?' He pondered with a dazed expression, staring blankly ahead.
The stadium speakers were bombarding something. But he couldn't care less about what it broadcast. He had prepared for this moment for a long time.
