I sat in the cockpit, and my hands were shaking as I was excited.
It had been a long time since anyone talked to me about the past.
I bit my lip and looked into the distance, trying to ease my mood through the beautiful scenery. But I saw a very familiar audience in the VIP room.
According to his dressing, he seemed to be Hilton?
I wanted to take a closer look at the person, then I heard the whistle for the game.
I didn't know if it was an illusion, but I felt that the person also looked over at me.
He also seemed to point in my direction and said something to the person next to him.
Ah, the man beside him was quite like Sidney.
Once I got into the preparation lane, I couldn't see that direction of that person.
As the club manager, Todd could come up and have a word with his playe
