Several weeks ago Gwen was receiving many letters and drawings that someone was leaving in her locker.

He began to get used to receiving letters every day. Even some of those letters made his day.

But there was only one small problem with those letters, and that was that they were all anonymous, she didn't know who left those letters there, but she would like to know.

"I hope one day I meet my secret admirer."

She muttered to herself, as she grabbed the new letter she found in her locker.