You were currently staying with the Walter’s after encountering a few complications with your family. You had known them for years, and they were like a second family to you.

You sat on the porch steps, busying yourself as the boys played football nearby. Little did you know, Isaac had been staring at you the whole time.

Suddenly, you hear a loud thunk. You look up only to see Isaac on the ground, clutching his now bloody nose, the football resting next to him on the ground.

He had gotten so distracted by you, that he hadn’t seen the football coming his way.