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Jamshedpur FC Assistant Coach Dias Earns AFC Pro License Diploma

Top-tier coaching certification achieved after intensive five-module course across multiple cities Key Points: * Steven Dias completes highest football coaching certification program * Course spans five modules from Chandigarh to Riyadh over six months * Assistant coach credits JFC for supporting his professional development JAMSHEDPUR – Assistant Coach Steven Dias of Jamshedpur FC has achieved a…

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From Hope to Hero: How Football Academies Turn Passion into Profession

Football is more than just a sport. For many, it represents a lifelong dream, a source of inspiration, and a chance to transform passion into a professional career. Football academies serve as the bridge between this dream and reality. These institutions are dedicated to nurturing raw talent and turning it into refined skill, discipline, and tactical intelligence. From early training sessions to competitive matches, football academies mold aspiring athletes into professionals, providing them with the tools they need to succeed both on and off the field.

Why Football Academies Are Essential

The role of a football academy goes beyond just providing a space for young players to practice. It's about football coaching that focuses on holistic development—building character, discipline, teamwork, and resilience, all while sharpening the technical and tactical aspects of the game. At the academy level, athletes are given tailored guidance, allowing them to flourish in their specific positions, whether it be as a defender, midfielder, or striker.

In today's competitive football landscape, merely possessing talent is not enough. Professional clubs are constantly on the lookout for players who not only excel technically but also exhibit mental toughness, physical conditioning, and a deep understanding of the game. Football training in these academies equips players with these critical attributes, preparing them for the intense demands of professional football.

The Journey: From Passion to Profession

The Early Years: Identifying Potential

Young footballers often begin their journey at the grassroots level, playing in local clubs or school teams. This is where many discover their passion for the sport. As this passion grows, so does the need for structured training. Football academies step in at this stage, identifying and recruiting players who show early signs of potential.

At this foundational level, the football academy provides players with a balance of technical drills, game-play scenarios, and mental conditioning. The emphasis is not solely on winning but on developing skills that will serve the player in the long term. Dribbling, passing, positioning, and teamwork are emphasized, and players are encouraged to experiment and learn from their mistakes.

Structured Football Coaching: The Building Blocks of Success

Once a player is enrolled in a football academy, they are introduced to structured football coaching. This is where the foundation laid in the early years is built upon. Training sessions become more rigorous, and the tactical aspect of the game takes center stage. Players learn the importance of positioning, reading the game, and anticipating opponents' moves.

In addition, football academies provide athletes with personalized development plans. These plans focus on areas that need improvement, whether it be physical conditioning, mental resilience, or technical finesse. Professional coaches, many of whom are former players, guide students through their journey, providing real-world insights into what it takes to succeed at the highest levels.

Balancing Academics and Athletics

One of the most commendable aspects of top football academies is their emphasis on balancing athletics with academics. Many academies understand that not every player will make it to the professional stage, so they ensure that students receive a well-rounded education. This holistic approach helps players develop both mentally and physically, providing them with opportunities off the pitch should they choose a different path later in life.

The importance of education is particularly emphasized in the best football academies in UAE, where young players are encouraged to excel both in the classroom and on the field. This dual focus ensures that athletes are not only prepared for a career in football but are also equipped with the life skills necessary for any professional endeavor.

The Role of Football Academies in Player Development

Nurturing Talent Through Rigorous Football Training

Football training at an academy level is worlds apart from the casual weekend game. Professional academies offer a highly structured environment where players train daily under expert supervision. The training regimens are designed to improve every aspect of a player’s game—whether it's speed, stamina, agility, or technique.

In addition to physical training, players are also introduced to video analysis, which helps them better understand their performance. By watching their matches and training sessions, they can identify areas of improvement and gain a deeper understanding of game strategy. This kind of detailed feedback is essential for fine-tuning skills and ensuring continuous development.

Mental Conditioning and Resilience

Becoming a professional footballer isn’t just about skill; it's also about mental toughness. Top academies, including some of the best football academies in the UAE, invest heavily in mental conditioning. Athletes are taught how to manage pressure, stay focused, and bounce back from setbacks. These qualities are essential for navigating the challenges of professional football, where competition is fierce, and the pressure to perform is immense.

Furthermore, football academies foster a culture of discipline. Players are held to high standards both on and off the field. They are taught to be responsible for their actions, respect their teammates, and always strive for improvement. This environment cultivates a mindset that extends beyond football, instilling values that will serve them in all areas of life.

The Best Football Academies in UAE: A Pathway to Excellence

The UAE is home to some of the finest football academies, many of which are internationally recognized for their world-class facilities and coaching staff. Among them, the best football academies in the UAE are known for their comprehensive training programs, cutting-edge facilities, and commitment to developing players for both local and international success.

At these academies, players are exposed to a global standard of football coaching, with many opportunities to participate in international tournaments and camps. This exposure is crucial for those aspiring to play at the highest levels, as it allows them to test their skills against the best from around the world.

The best football academies in the UAE also emphasize character development. Players are encouraged to develop leadership skills, work as part of a team, and remain committed to their personal and professional goals. These qualities, combined with technical and tactical excellence, set academy graduates apart and increase their chances of making it to the professional stage.

Turning Passion into a Profession

For many young players, football academies represent the opportunity of a lifetime. With the right combination of passion, dedication, and structured training, football academies offer a clear pathway from amateur to professional. The journey may be long and challenging, but for those who persevere, the rewards are immense.

Whether it's through meticulous football coaching, advanced football training, or the guidance of seasoned professionals, football academies provide everything an aspiring athlete needs to succeed. The dream of becoming a professional footballer may start with a spark of passion, but with the help of a football academy, that dream can become a reality.

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Best Football Academy in Gurgaon | iSmash Sport Academy 

If you are looking for professional football coaching in Gurgaon then you must visit iSmash Sport Academy which is one of the best football academy in Delhi. This academy focuses on technical skills of its players with special emphasis on passing mechanics. The main aim of this academy is to improve the technical, tactical and mental abilities of the athletes from a very young age. iSmash Football academy is one of the most well-known football academy in Gurgaon. This academy caters to kids and youngsters. The program of this academy is designed to keep the players physically fit while providing them with the best football training. Are you looking for a good quality football academy in India? Look no further, here you will find the best football academy Gurgaon.

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What are the 5 benefits of using indoor artificial turf?

Sparta arena is the best artificial sports turf in Trivandrum. Sparta experiences you a wonderful experience of playing your favorite sports item. For playing footballs you have no other choice sparta arena provides you best football coaching academy in Trivandrum. Some of the benefits of using indoor artificial turf are as follows.

Low maintenance: Indoor artificial turf requires minimal maintenance compared to natural grass. It eliminates the need for mowing, watering, fertilizing, and weed control. This can save both time and money in ongoing maintenance expenses.

Durability: Artificial turf is highly durable and can withstand heavy foot traffic without wearing down. It is designed to be resilient, making it ideal for indoor sports facilities, gyms, and other high-traffic areas. It can endure consistent use and maintain its appearance and functionality for an extended period.

All-weather usability: Unlike natural grass, indoor artificial turf can be used year-round, regardless of weather conditions. It is not affected by rain, snow, or extreme temperatures, allowing for continuous use and consistent performance. This makes it a reliable choice for indoor sports fields and recreational spaces.

Enhanced safety: Artificial turf provides a more consistent playing surface compared to natural grass, reducing the risk of injuries. It offers a level, even surface with reliable shock absorption and cushioning, minimizing the impact on joints and reducing the likelihood of slips, trips, and falls. Many modern artificial turfs are designed with safety features such as antimicrobial properties and improved traction.

Versatile applications: Indoor artificial turf can be utilized in various settings. It is commonly used in sports facilities, fitness centers, indoor playgrounds, and even residential spaces like basements or indoor gardens. Its versatility allows for the creation of multi-purpose spaces and provides a visually appealing and functional surface for different activities.

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All his coaches made him a linebacker but his true passion lied in grazing the field

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Somethings in the Water

Being the great team captain that you are, you show up to the locker room early. You've had a reputation throughout your entire college football career of being put together, and being a good example for your team. And now, at your final game before your graduation, you feel the pressure lift off your shoulders. It's gonna be nice passing on the torch to someone else for next year.

Footsteps echo as you walk through the empty change room. The faint smell of sweat from yesterday's game feels nostalgic. A thud rings out as you drop your heavy bag on the bench.

"Huh? What's this." You say to yourself as you notice a bunch of water bottles in a holder in the middle of the change room. You investigate and see a note nearly placed on top.

"So you don't have to bring water from your university." Is written in neat handwriting on the small piece of paper.

How nice of them to provide your team with water bottles, it'll be convenient not having to carry them all the way in.

You grab one of the water bottles from the holders and hold it above your mouth. You grip tightly, shooting water down into your mouth. It feels oddly refreshing. Sure it was cold, but there was something more. It is... sweet. And it costs your teeth in a weird way. They must put something in the water to freshen it up, you think to yourself.

Though it doesn't take long for you to realize that there is in fact something wrong with the water. The coating in your mouth gets thicker and thicker, making it hard to swallow. Did they spike your water? You ask yourself, trying to make sense of it. Soon your body starts to feel weird, as if you were high. Only more intense than you've ever felt.

You drop the bottle as you stumble back into the showers. Trying to grab at the walls to stabilize yourself, but your hands feel too weak to grab anything. Though you still manage to lean against the damp tile walls of the shower. You bend down, still leaning against the wall, in an attempt to regain your balance. You've been high out of your mind at every frat party, so you can handle any drug they gave you, you tell yourself.

Little did you know, you couldn't.

As you're catching your breath, you look down in horror. There's a big lump under your jersey. Are the drugs making you bloated? You lift your shirt, and your heart sinks. A flabby stomach bounces as you pull up your shirt, this was no bloat. With every breath it swells, becoming rounder and softer until you can't see your feet anymore. But the worst is yet to come. Your strong pecs, the ones you've built throughout your entire football career, also begin to soften under an ever growing layer of fat. They kept their shape for a while, only looking a bit swollen. But they quickly grew into an undeniable pair of man tits, that pressed tight against your shirt. As your shirt rides up more and more, your nipples also swell, making you involuntarily moan as they rub against the rough texture of your jersey.

You jerk back, recoiling at the moan that just escaped your lips. In a fleeting attempt for control, you desperately tug down on your jersey, hoping it will hide your rotund midsection, but it barely reaches past the top of your gut.

And if you think it can't get worse, it can, and it will.

A pelt of brown hairs grows all over your exposed gut, making your once clean shaven body look unkept. The hair spreads up to your chest, where you can feel the rough hairs rub against your tight jersey. You also feel an intense itch spread around to your back, down your ass, and all over your legs.

Don't worry, you'll get used to the itchiness eventually. Because shaving it will only make it worse.

The defined muscles on your back disappear under a layer of pudge and your thin waist bulges out as love handles spill over your waist band. Making even your silhouette look fat. Next your arms begin to sag slightly under their own weight, making your hard earned biceps look old and flimsy. And the hair on your arms grows much thicker than everywhere else, growing even over your hands. Which are now massive, with thick calloused fingers, perfect for catching and throwing a football.

That means you can convince yourself you haven't let yourself go old man. Oh right, I forgot to mention. Your hairline has started to recede, exposing the top of your head. And the hair that's left is not fooling anyone, you've maybe got a couple of years before even that becomes too thin. The wrinkles on your forehead and around your eyes are not helping either. Maybe some moisturizer would help. But I doubt you would use that, considering you're a crusty old man. Also, don't worry about that double chin that's forming under your softened jawline, your scruffy beard totally hides it. Trust me, no one can see it.

As you can probably tell by now, you are completely out of it. You are holding onto the wall for dear life, trying to make sure your hefty body doesn't fall. Your skin feels weird, your eyesight is fucked, and there is voice in your head narrating all of the horrible, I mean wonderful changes that are happening to your body. Those aren't done by the way.

Next, your ass begins to plump up. Your cheeks start to strain the fabric in your shorts, letting out a few ripping noises. The front gets just as tight, as your dick doubles in size, begging to escape your tiny jockstrap. Your thighs continue to strain against your shorts, becoming thick and solid like tree trunks. That's at least something you never lost from your football days in college, though they're much hairier now. And your feet burst out of your tiny size 11 shoes, now only fitting in a manly size 18.

It looks like all those drugs you took in college really paid off, as the high starts to wear off. The familiar heft of your body returns in full, and your memories start to come back. You became a full time coach at your college after graduating. Of course you put on some weight over the years, but that's only natural for a man in his forties. At least that's what you tell yourself. Your team used to make fun of you for growing a spare tire, but you're the one laughing since you've got them on a new diet. Besides, a man isn't complete without a bit of meat on his bones, and your team knows that now. The pussies on the other team aren't gonna know what's gonna hit em.

You finally regain your composure, acting like nothing happened. You fold the collar on the polo tee that has appeared over your body, and you loosen the belt on your jeans to give the belly some breathing room. The water tends to leave you with a bit of a bloat, so you've gotta leave some room.

Being the great coach that you are, you stand up tall and walk out to greet your team. You first see Colin, your team captain. He's been doing great since he took over, but he's stubborn. He questioned your judgment when you wanted to put them on a new diet, but realized his mistake and followed his coach like a good captain does. He's a little behind the other boys but he's getting there. His buddy Stephen is making sure he shapes up well before this game, thanks to that diet powder you put in the team's water.

Historians would say Colin and Stephen have become 'really good friends' recently, so it's no surprise Stephen has been helping Colin with his dieting. They always seem to shower together, and you even love to join them after a long hard game just to blow off some steam.

"Stephen! I want Colin twice that size by the time we get in the field." Your voice echoes around the room.

"Yes coach!" Stephen responds as he sprays more of your water into Colin's mouth.

Next you pass George. He's been a great offensive lineman. He was always one of the bigger guys in the team, but your diet has done wonders for his waistband. Now no one can get through that wall of a man. Looks like Brenden is feeding him his pre game dose of diet powder to make sure he's nice and plump before the game. Those two are shaping up to be done real men, the thought of them growing more only makes your jock tighter than it already is.

"Don't forget to take some too Brenden, don't let George hog it all." You shout unnecessarily loud in your deep gruff voice. And just like the good player he is, Brenden takes his dose. Looks like he's ready for action.

You stop by every player, making sure they're sticking to their diet. And if you need to force feed them spiked water to make them grow into the big football players they're meant to be, then so be it. You also make sure to slap each player on their ass as you pass by.

Finally you stop at Peter. He's kind of the runt of the litter, more of a bench warmer. You've been trying to train him to be the man he could become, but all the diet has done is made him extremely fat.

He thinks that stretchy sports shirt hides anything, but everyone knows it doesn't. You grab him by the wrist and drag him into the showers with you. You press your heavy hand down on his shoulders, and he knows his job. You pull off your shirt and drop your jeans to the ground. Peter drops to his knees, his fat rippling as he does so, and he looks up at you as if to ask for further instructions.

"Coach has gotta release his stress before a tough game." You command him.

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disney you cowards. source here

what do you mean we could've had a musical number?

what do you mean it would've been to Elton John?

what do you mean it would've been to "I Guess That's Why They Call It The Blues?

i mean COMMON Y'ALL ARE YOU KIDDING ME

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Jamshedpur FC Names Kaizad Ambapardiwalla as Reserves Coach

Former Bengaluru FC Reserves coach to lead youth development program Jamshedpur FC’s appointment of Kaizad Ambapardiwalla as Reserves head coach signals a strong focus on nurturing emerging football talent. JAMSHEDPUR – In an important development and in order to enhance the development of their youth, Jamshedpur FC has appointed Kaizad Ambapardiwalla as the new head coach of their Reserves…

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Hansi Flick, 59, gymnast football coach

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The story of us — Lamine Yamal.

Pairing: Lamine Yamal x Flick!Reader

Summary: When you and Lamine first met, it was because of a simple mistake. It was sweet and cute, and now you were faced with the task of telling your father about your relationship, or, well, convincing Lamine to agree to it.

Word count: 1.6k+

Disclaimer/s: Outfit read is wearing is in the first pic! Fluff , reader is Hansi Flick’s daughter , teasing , banter , ect.

A/N: Hi! So i’m unfortunately obsessed with the coaches daughter trope. This is ESPECIALLY dedicated to 2/3 @halfwayhearted and 1/3 dedicated to @sakashq . I love you both. Sorry that I gave you towards the end..

When your dad said dress formally… he wasn’t very specific. A dozen dresses and skirts laid out on your bed, each one a different level ranging from casual to fancy. Exhaling a long, annoyed breath, you tap your foot against the wooden floorboard.

Your door clicking open had you groaning. “Dad—“

“This is not.. the bathroom.” A boy’s voice says slowly. Whipping around you are met with a tall, dark, and.. oh lord he was cute.

Your eyebrow lifts teasingly. “Really? What was your first clue?” She recognized him—Lamine. You had known the names of every single Barcelona player, your father made sure of that.

The boy laughs lightly, his head dipping down as a light blush spreads across his cheeks. “Funny.. So—” He trails off, his eyes trailing over the clothes spread across your bed.

“Hold on! I’ll give you directions to the bathroom, but first,“ You step aside, “help me pick? I’m having a bit of trouble choosing.”

Lamine meets your eyes, silently asking for permission to take a closer look. You give him a short nod, your lip curling slightly. He takes a few steps forward, standing at your side and thinks for a moment, taking a few glances at you. “You’re wearing silver jewelry?”

You hum, “yup!”

“Then, the pink top with the white skirt.” He nods to himself. as if to assure himself of the choice.

“Perfect.” You clap your hands together. Grabbing the set, you turn towards him. “Bathroom is literally two doors back, on the left side.”

Lamine laughs, “I overshot?”

“Yes, Lamine, you did.”

His name leaving your lips not only had a weird feeling growing in his stomach, it also had his eyebrows pulling together. “You know my name?”

Your eyes move from side to side, “uh… yeah? My dad is about to be your coach, is he not?”

Lamine stumbles over his words, “well—I—okay. True. He never told us your name, though.” He cocks his head to the side with a grin.

You tell him your name and he tests it out on his tongue, hating the way he loved how it rolled off so easily. “That’s a cool name.” Lamine internally slaps himself. Cool? Seriously?

You clasp a hand over your mouth, hiding the smile that almost accompanied a laugh at the painful look that crossed his face. Removing your hand, you nudge your head to the door. “Bathroom?”

His eyes widen, “uh, yep! Yeah, thank you! Again.”

“You didn’t thank me the first time.”

“Right.”

Lamine gives you two thumbs up, his nervous smile falling instantly. A small giggle bubbles in your throat and he takes that as his cue to leave, fast.

When you finish dressing, you slip on your small heels and exit your bedroom. The dining room was packed full of people when you arrived, taking you a bit by surprise. While you searched the room for your parents, your sisters hadn’t come, too busy with their lives and leaving you all alone—you stumble into the back of someone.

“Oh shit—“ You hiss, “i’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay,” the mans voice was familiar, as if you heard it only ten minutes ago.

Great.

“Wow! Humiliating ourselves in front of each other twice in ten minutes, good for us.” You pat his shoulder, eyes drifting to the people beside him who were observing the two of you curiously.

Héctor Fort, Alejandro Balde, and Pau Cubarsí. Wow! You just humiliated yourself in front of so many people. Great going.

“Uh, this is Flick’s daughter.” Lamine explains, “long story. Don’t ask.” He adds when he received more questioning looks.

You give them a short wave, introducing yourself. They do the same, although you didn’t need them to. “It was nice to meet you all, but I better go find my dad!”

Scurrying off, you approach your dad. “I just absolutely embarrassed myself in front of so many people. Remind me again just why I had to attend?”

Hansi looks down in your direction, “we already talked about this. I’m sure it wasn’t that bad—where is your mother?”

Huffing, you nod your head in her direction. “Talking to one of the wives.”

“Perfect, now.. go converse.” He waves you in a random direction, “just have fun. Okay?”

“Fun?” You grumble as he places a kiss to the top of your head.

“Fun.” He nods, walking off to find his wife.

When the dinner was finally over and you’d exhausted yourself with bare minimum conversations, you make your way toward the balcony that overlooked your back lawn. The cool night air brushed against your shoulders.

Letting out a long breath, your eyes flutter shut. The moment of peace you’d been wanting all night had finally arrived.

Or not.

“May I join you?”

Opening your eyes, you turn your head to look at Lamine. “Sure, why not.” You say quietly.

Lamine stands beside you, not speaking thankfully—not that you would’ve minded, but it was nice to have some quiet time.

Minutes pass before either of you speak. You initiate it, not looking at him, “so.. thoughts?”

“On what?”

“I dunno, the house, my dad.. anything, I guess.” You shrug, twirling around so your back was leaning against the railing.

Lamine rests his hip against it, giving you an amused smile. “Your house is, well, fancy. And your dad is scary, but funny.” He answers truthfully.

You snicker, finding it funny how everyone who met your dad thought he was scary. Hansi—your father, was quite the opposite. Maybe it was just because you were his daughter, but your dad did have quite the humor when he wanted to.

“My dad is the least scary person in the world. If he was, you wouldn’t be out here alone with me. He would’ve been right behind you.” You nod toward the balcony door. “I promise he’s a chill guy.”

“You’re only saying that because he’s your dad.” Lamine counters. He believed you, but he couldn’t help but doubt it when he saw the mans resting face.

Your name being shouted interrupts your conversation. You glance in the voices direction, seeing your mother’s head pop out of the door. “Your father’s about to make his.. speech.” She looks toward Lamine, eyebrow raising. “You’ll be needed too, Lamine.”

“We’ll be in soon!” You call back, silently begging for her to leave. She does, giving you a knowing look that you scowl at.

“Okay, we should probably go.” You say slowly, taking a few steps away from the railing, “but, hey—“

Lamine pauses mid step, glancing at you. “Yeah?”

“Could I get your number?” Your face grows a bright red, “that was far too direct. I just.. well you seem cool.”

The boy laughs, “yeah, of course. Here.” He reaches for his phone in his back pocket and hands it to you, allowing you to type your number in and save your contact.

“Text me sometime, i’m pretty much always available. New country and all..” You continue walking to the door, Lamine close in tow.

Months had passed, five long months. Lamine had texted you the day after he got your number and you had never stopped talking. You started hanging out regularly, which eventually progressed into his asking you out.

You’d been dating for a few weeks, and in those weeks you’d tried to convince Lamine that it would be okay to tell your dad, that he wouldn’t mind, but he had his doubts.

Sitting on the couch at Lamine’s parent’s house, one of the few places you could be together without the eyes of the public on you. Your head rested on his shoulder with his arm wrapped around you.

“Lamine.” You rub your temples, “he literally adores you! If I’m being honest, he probably likes you more than me. So please, I hate hiding this from him.”

Contemplating for a moment, he finally lets pit a sigh of defeat. “Okay! Okay. Fine, but if he sells me to a different club, it’s your fault.”

Laughing, you tilt your head up. “You’re my dad’s little starboy, he’s not selling you to anyone.” You tease, your lips pulling into a smirk.

Rolling his eyes at you, Lamine tips his head closer, lips inches from yours. “You are so annoying.” He grumbles, pecking your lips sweetly.

“Yeah, well, you love that about me.” You greet his lips in a small kiss, only pulling away to grab your phone. “Diner at parents tonight?”

“Tonight?” Lamine’s eyes widen. “Hell no.”

“Hell, yes! Actually.” You laugh, “dress nicely.”

You forced Lamine through the front door, your hand gripping his tightly. “Get in! You’re acting like you can’t walk.”

“Yeah, well, i’m sort of paralyzed in fear. No thanks to you.” He hisses, scowling when he sees the entertained look on your face.

“Is that you, Engel? [angel]” Your dads voice calls out from the living room.

“Yeah!” You yell back, turning to lamine to whisper, “I may have forgotten to mention you were my boyfriend.”

Lamine has no time to react when your dad walks out of the living room entrance to greet you. A sweat breaks out on the boys forehead when his coaches eyes land on him.

“Lamine? What are you doing here…” He stops speaking slowly, eyes flickering to you with something a little less than surprise, but something near it. “Huh.” He nods. “Well, dinners almost ready. You can go to the dining room.”

Mild reaction, expected reaction.

“Perfect! I’m starving.” You squeeze Lamine’s hand and pull him toward the kitchen, trying not to comment on the absolute fear written across his face.

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