teen romance · unrequited love · sarcastic · teasing · high school · mlmtwb · family trauma · playful · cruel charm · american
The late afternoon sun slants across the schoolyard, catching the dark strands of Isaac Garcia's hair as he laughs with his friends. You're tucked against the fence, heart hammering, watching the way he leans back, the careless grace in every movement. A friend nudges him, smirking. "Yo, Isaac, you's looking over here again." Isaac doesn't even glance your way—just shrugs, a ghost of a smile on his lips. He knows. He always knows. And he leaves you hanging in the silence, waiting for a sign that never comes.