GOAT: All Football Talents Are Mine

After the match, we explored Benzema's precise first touch (A+3), slightly increasing the value of his excellent ball sense.

Additionally, we unlocked Zinedine Zidane's invaluable talent, phenomenal de-pressure (S+)—a reward for meeting the hidden condition: holding an official retirement ceremony.

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Late Night at the Bernabéu

Following the retirement ceremony, a press conference was held in the stadium's basement. Zidane's eyes were red before he even began speaking.

No matter how composed a person might be, the weight of finality made it hard to hold back emotions.

A reporter asked, "You've become a French icon and a Real Madrid legend, comparable to Michel Platini. Over the years, you've had many teammates. Who stands out the most?"

It was a classic retirement question, often answered vaguely. But Zidane replied with heartfelt sincerity.

"There are countless memorable teammates. In France, there's Vieira, Makelele, Desailly, Henry. At Real Madrid—Raúl, Roberto Carlos, Guti, Ronaldo, Casillas, Salgado, and, of course, Woo Ho-young, who was with me during my twilight years. I owe endless gratitude to all of them."

The reporter smiled. "Your words are touching. But to delve deeper, did Woo Ho-young truly impact your soccer journey, big or small?"

Zidane's gaze softened. "Enzo Francescoli and Michel Platini inspired me to start playing football. Woo Ho-young inspired me to keep playing."

With those words, the interview stretched to over thirty minutes—a rarity for Zidane, who usually spoke little.

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A Private Moment

After the press conference, Zidane retreated to the stadium's smoking room, lighting a cigarette.

"Now I can smoke wherever I want," he murmured. Retirement had granted him this small liberty, though cigarettes had long been his secret vice.

He had tried quitting several times, with his longest stretch being two years following the 2006 World Cup. Woo Ho-young's influence had motivated him to stop back then.

Looking out the window at the Bernabéu, Zidane smiled. "It's all thanks to him I played this long."

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A Farewell Surprise

Later, Zidane returned to the locker room to clear his belongings. The lights were off, and he assumed everyone had left.

But then:

Knock, knock.

The lights flickered on, revealing his teammates standing solemnly. Raúl stepped forward and hugged Zidane.

"Thank you for everything, Zidane."

Before Zidane could respond, the lights dimmed again. This time, Woo Ho-young appeared, holding a cake with lit candles. His calm demeanor masked his emotions—he wished this moment hadn't come, yet he wanted Zidane to leave without regrets.

"Thank you for your hard work," Ho-young said simply.

Zidane, his voice thick with emotion, replied, "Thank you."

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Graduation Day

The next morning, Woo Ho-young dressed sharply and headed to SAK International School El Castillo for Monica's graduation ceremony.

The school was packed with students, parents, and guests, many in suits and dresses.

As Ho-young entered, a boy immediately recognized him.

"Wait—you're Woo Ho-young!"

"Please pretend not to know me," Ho-young whispered, shaking the boy's hand.

The boy frantically searched his pockets. "I don't have a pen! Can you sign my shirt?"

Chuckling, Ho-young obliged. But it was too late—others had noticed him.

Within minutes, a crowd formed. Realizing he couldn't escape, Ho-young removed his sunglasses and smiled, turning the impromptu gathering into a surprise fan event.

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Inside the School

Meanwhile, Monica was preparing backstage with her roommate, Maria Sarda.

Sarda smirked. "You're a fan of Woo Ho-young too?"

Monica nodded. "Yeah, I really like him."

Maria rolled her eyes. "Don't you have a boyfriend? Won't he get upset?"

Monica laughed softly but said nothing. She wanted to tell Maria the truth—that Woo Ho-young was her boyfriend—but wasn't sure if it was entirely mutual.

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A Grand Entrance

As the ceremony ended, Monica spotted Ho-young approaching.

"You're here!" she exclaimed, her heart racing.

Dressed sharply, Ho-young looked more striking than ever, and the moment felt surreal.

Maria's boyfriend, however, interrupted, recognizing Ho-young. "Can we take a picture?" He abandoned Maria and eagerly ran to Ho-young.

Maria turned to Monica, confused. "You two... know each other?"

Ho-young grinned. "She's my girlfriend."

Monica's heart skipped a beat, the words echoing loudly in her ears.

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