De la Fuente's eyes moved again, then settled—just for a second—on Izan.
"And Izan will join that group. Not for age. Not for headlines. But for consistency, mentality, and professionalism."
That earned a few murmurs.
"That doesn't mean more pressure," De la Fuente said. "It means more trust. And trust, here, is everything."
He stepped away from the podium.
"Now let's go to work."
Chairs scraped back, chatter picked up again, but there was a sharper edge to it now.
The kind that always came after announcements like that. A new chapter didn't need fireworks. It just needed clarity.
Izan stood beside Pedri as they joined the flow of players toward the training grounds.
The sun outside was warm but not overbearing.
The kind of weather that made you want to stretch further, run faster, stay longer.
"You good with that?" Pedri asked quietly as they walked.
"More than good," Izan said as they stepped out.
