(Ahmed returned to the field after the moment of threat, his eyes burning with an unyielding resolve. Deep inside, he decided to make this match a milestone, not just a passing competition. He began to play with greater energy and a spirit that did not know surrender. He dribbled past his opponents with lightness and grace, as if he were gliding among them like a breeze, he passed the ball with extreme precision, then shot it toward the net with incredible power.
The crowd's voices rose with every touch he made, and with every goal he scored, the field grew louder. He scored one goal after another, until he reached a stunning seven goals, each one more beautiful and magnificent than the one before. His name was on every tongue, and the cheers of the students and teachers mixed with astonishment and enthusiasm, as if they had discovered a hidden hero among them.
But in that moment, Ahmed saw only one thing: Misaki in the stands. Every time the net shook, he raised his eyes to her, and found her staring at him with a mix of astonishment and admiration, and a light smile forming on her lips. She exchanged glances with him as if to say without words: "You did it... and I'm proud of you."
Ahmed's victory on the field was bigger than just seven goals; he had captured the hearts of the crowd with his courage and fighting spirit, and captured Misaki's heart with the sincerity of his presence.)