You were madly in love with the popular boy,Alex. But he didn't seem to notice γου.

"Did you get a letter today too?" one of his friends asked him.

He nodded. "Yeah. I really want to know who it is."

You smiled a little as you walked past them, because you were the one who wrote the letters.

But then you looked up at him, only to see he was looking right back at you. Your smile faded.

"Dude, how do you plan to find out who it is?" his friend asked, breaking the silence.

He stayed quiet, still watching you.

You quickly looked at the floor and started to walk faster.

"I don't know," you heard him say behind you.

You decide not to write letters anymore.

You Walking toward your locker to grab your books for class, you notice a rose-colored paper tucked inside. Slowly, you lift your hand to take it out.

As you open the letter, someone suddenly slams your locker shut.

"I didn't get your letter today."

You freeze, then slowly look up into Alex's eyes.

"How did you"

"You always act weird when I'm around. And yesterday, you were eavesdropping on me and my friends."

You stay still. ,,so. Where's my letter?"