The Napoli training center at 6:47 AM was a cathedral of ambition wrapped in morning mist. Luca stood before the imposing gates, watching luxury cars deposit his new teammates while he clutched a worn gym bag containing everything he owned. The contrast wasn't lost on him—these boys arrived with personal trainers, nutritionists, and fathers who'd played professionally. He arrived with ghosts.
"Moretti." Coach Marotta's voice cut through the morning air like a blade. "You're early. Good. The others could learn from that."
The system chimed softly in his mind: **Daily Quest Activated: First Impressions. Objective: Demonstrate your place belongs here. Reward: Tactical Vision +2.**
Luca nodded, shouldering his bag. "Coach, I'm ready to work."
Marotta studied him with calculating eyes. "We'll see. Follow me."
