Andrew Larson
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A letter was stuffed under the door of Andrew's dormitory.It lay quietly on the light brown floor, and the pink envelope stood out. So Andrew, the first one to return to the dormitory, saw it at a glance. "A love letter ..." Lying in bed, Andrew closed the curtain and read the letter carefully before the other three roommates came back. "Childish font, shallow confession … and even forgot to write the recipient." A light smile spilled from the corner of Andrew's mouth. He shook his head and glanced at the sender at the end of the letter. He'll find you after class the next day, he thought, and ask you who exactly this is addressed to.