As the echoes of the crowd's roar still lingered in the Emirates, Izan took one last look around before stepping off the pitch.
The presentation was over, but the moment had already cemented itself in Arsenal's history.
Fans remained in the stands, still chanting his name, reluctant to leave even as the event concluded.
Some leaned over the barriers, hoping for a final wave, a last interaction.
Izan obliged. He turned and raised a fist, and the response was immediate—another deafening cheer, a final exclamation to end the day.
Then, he disappeared down the tunnel.
As he walked through the back halls of the stadium, Arsenal staff moved efficiently around him, still riding the high of the unveiling.
Edu caught up with him, clapping him on the back. "That speech," he said with a grin, "you might have just made Arteta's job harder."
Izan smirked but didn't reply. He knew exactly what he had done.
