Across Manchester, the night sky glowed with stadium lights again —
but this time, it was Old Trafford.
Bello stood in the tunnel wearing the Manchester United badge across his chest.
The noise of the crowd rolled like thunder through the stands.
This was his debut with the first team.
The commentators buzzed with excitement:
"Last week, Khali stunned the world for City…
Tonight, Bello gets his moment for United."
Two boys from the same street.
Now on opposite sides of the biggest rivalry in England.
Bello breathed in deeply.
This is my time.
The Challenge
United were facing Tottenham — a tough match.
The game was tense, fast, unforgiving.
In the 55th minute, the assistant coach called out:
"Bello — warm up. You're going on."
His heart raced — but his eyes were calm.
Just like Khali.
He stepped onto the pitch to a wave of cheers.
Somewhere in the stands, fans held up a banner:
"THE ZANGOLA DUEL — BELLO vs KHALI"
The world wasn't seeing two boys chasing dreams.
They were seeing a rivalry.
Making His Mark
Bello's first touch was sharp, confident.
He pressed defenders, chased every ball, refused to back down.
In the 78th minute, United launched a counter-attack.
A teammate sent a low cross into the box —
Bello sprinted ahead of two defenders…
One touch.
Shot.
GOAL!!!
Old Trafford erupted.
The stadium shook.
The cameras zoomed in as Bello spread his arms wide, shouting in triumph.
Not angry.
Not proud.
Just… relieved.
Because now, he wasn't just Khali's friend.
He was Bello Yusuf — Manchester United forward.
The Headlines
The next morning, newspapers across Europe exploded:
"CITY'S KHALI — UNITED'S BELLO — A NEW ERA OF RIVALS"
"FROM THE SAME STREET… TO OPPOSITE SIDES OF MANCHESTER"
Some headlines tried to stir tension.
"Who is better?"
"Who will dominate the derby?"
"Is their friendship over?"
But neither boy answered.
They didn't need to.
Because they both knew the truth —
This wasn't hatred.
It was destiny taking two different paths.
A Quiet Phone Call
Late that night, Bello sat alone in his apartment, staring out at the city skyline.
His phone buzzed.
Video call.
Khali.
Bello answered, trying not to grin.
Khali laughed first.
"Nice goal, superstar."
Bello smirked. "Yours was still luck."
They both laughed.
No jealousy.
No bitterness.
Just respect.
Then Khali said quietly:
"The derby is coming."
Bello nodded.
"I know."
Silence.
Not fear.
Not tension.
Just understanding.
Two brothers.
Two dreams.
One city.
Amira's Dilemma
Amira watched both boys rise — her articles now read worldwide.
Editors wanted rivalry headlines.
Drama.
Conflict.
But when she wrote about them…
She wrote truth.
About friendship.
About discipline.
About hope.
Still, deep down…
She worried.
The world loved rivalries.
But could their bond survive fame?