The chill of the early morning air clung to the runway as Arsenal's team bus rolled onto the tarmac, the players stepping down one by one in matching travel gear—navy tracksuits, black sneakers, sleek backpacks slung over their shoulders.
Izan followed behind Saka, still blinking sleep from his eyes beneath the shade of his cap.
The excitement wasn't loud; it settled in the quiet nods and looks shared between teammates, in the understanding that the journey was about to begin truly.
Saka slung an arm over Izan's shoulder just as they approached the jet stairs.
"Hey, boys—picture?"
Martin Ødegaard and Gabriel Martinelli joined them, all of them pausing in the golden morning light with the Arsenal plane gleaming behind.
Saka lifted his phone, held it out, and snapped the shot—four of them grinning, looking like trouble in matching kits.
Within moments, he posted it to his Instagram story, captioned:
"We're coming, Bergamo."
