The information from his Vision was so absurd, so completely out of left field, that Leon's brain simply refused to process it.
He just stood there on the training pitch, frozen, watching the young, lightning-fast winger—Marco Esposito, Potential: 91, brother of Sofia, son of his terrifying coach—dribble past another U18 defender.
It was a statistical and social impossibility. The odds of finding two future superstars in the same youth team were astronomical. The odds of one of them being the son of the head coach were ridiculous. The odds of Leon, the team's new star, currently dating the coach's daughter, were... well, that was a statistical anomaly that probably required a whole new branch of mathematics to calculate.
"Leo? You okay? You look like you've just seen a ghost."
Leon's trance was broken by the voice of Hakan Çalhanoğlu.
"A ghost?" Leon mumbled, his eyes still wide. "No, I've seen something much, much weirder."
