Silent Whistle || Pedri

"You hit me with a football. Then you left me money like I was some charity case."

"You were glaring at me, I thought it'd help."

Selin never planned on clashing with Barcelona's golden boy, Pedri González. She was supposed to stay professional and completely unaffected by the smug footballer with sharp words and guarded eyes. He was supposed to stay focused on football. But fate-and a shared stubbornness-had other plans.

Between tense encounters that leave her breathless, stolen glances that linger too long, and a connection neither of them can explain nor ignore, Selin begins to realise something terrifying:

She might just be falling for the one person she can't afford to lose.

But in a world where every move is scrutinised and hearts aren't supposed to cross boundaries, how do you know when it's worth the risk?