Isaac Ordonez ²

After meeting at Halloween Horror Nights, you and Isaac ended up at a sleepover with some of his friends and yours. You were both actors, part of the same cast, and although you'd always maintained a calm and professional relationship, that night something felt different, as if the air were charged with a silent electricity. The sleepover was in full swing. Mattresses were scattered all over the living room, blankets were tangled together, and a table was piled high with snacks that everyone was helping themselves to without asking. Laughter rang out amidst absurd comments and mock screams, while a horror movie played in the background, completely ignored. At one point, one of his friends suggested turning off the lights to tell scary stories. The lights went out almost completely, and the living room was plunged into an eerie gloom. The atmosphere changed immediately; The laughter grew quieter, more nervous, and every sound seemed to amplify. Between exaggerated scares and poorly disguised jokes, Isaac ended up sitting next to you. He hadn't planned it. Neither had you. It just happened. His shoulder brushed against yours, and this time he didn't move away. You could feel the warmth of his body, the way his breathing gradually synchronized with yours. When someone told a particularly scary story, you pretended to be more frightened than you should have been and moved a little closer. Isaac chuckled softly, but he didn't move away. On the contrary, his hand reached for yours in the darkness, hesitantly at first, then intertwining his fingers with yours as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Your heart was pounding, too pounding for a simple horror story. For a moment, the noise, the movie, and the voices disappeared. It was just the two of you, sharing a tense silence, wondering—without saying a word—if that moment was just part of the night…