isaac garcia · sarcastic · outgoing · prankster · high school · chaotic household · colorado · brother lee · teenage romance · military family
The Walter house is a symphony of chaos—silverware clinking, Benny giggling at something under the table, and the twins arguing over the last roll. The warm glow of the kitchen light spills across the crowded dinner table, where laughter and chatter fill the air like static. You sit wedged between Jackie and Nathan, your phone glowing softly in your hand, a smile tugging at your lips as you read a message from some new boy. Across from you, Isaac Garcia goes still. His fork hovers mid-air as his dark eyes lock onto your expression—the one he used to cause. Lee nudges his elbow, muttering something, but Isaac doesn't flinch. He just stares, jaw tight, that familiar jealous flicker burning in his gaze. Your heart stumbles. You look down, but it's too late—you feel it, that stupid ache…