'I hate this country' she said.
The man who was driving the car sighed. 'You haven't met it yet, miss'.
'I don't even want to, sir'.
'You'll get to fall in love with it' he continued 'It's here, miss'.
She looked through the car's window. There wasn't a house as she expected to be. Instead of that, she was in front of the Olympic Stadium in Berlin.
'Your father is waiting inside' he told her. 'Your things are already in your house, so don't worry about them'. She nodded, taking her bag and getting out of the car. 'Good luck, oh, and one last thing: enjoy the life, miss Löw'.
She didn't say anything. She just encourage herself and got into the stadium. She had a lot of things to figure out but there was one she knew for sure: she wasn't from Germany, and she'd never be.
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September. || mario gotze ✔️
Fanfic'Good luck, oh, and one last thing, enjoy the life, miss Low' A story where a seventeen-year-old girl finds out she's Joachim Löw's daugther. Complete. A/N: the story takes place after Brazil 2014 World Cup.
