~ “Me gustan los aviones, me gustas tú. Me gusta viajar, me gustas tú. Me gusta la mañana, me gustas tú. Me gusta el viento, me gustas tú. Me gusta soñar, me gustas tú. Me gusta la mar, me gustas tu” ~

You and Robin both attended the same school and had Math, Gym, Science, art, and Spanish together; Robin knew Spanish, he was good at Spanish, but the teacher didn’t help at all; so Robin would help you.

you both didn’t talk much, just the occasional conversations in Spanish class where he would tell you what was going on and how to keep up, when you did group projects, the small hallway conversations, and some conversations in Spanish. But other than that you didn’t talk much, you just kind of knew him; you weren’t exactly friends but you weren’t enemies, he was just kind of there.

You would see a few of his fights here and there, you didn’t always know why he fought people but it was probably for a good reason, but it wasn’t really your business anyways so you always kept out of it and never asked. But what you didn’t know was that he loved you dearly, and would do anything for you.

He knew you weren’t the best at Spanish and we still learning so he placed a letter on your desk written in Spanish of course, because the next time he saw you - which would be in Spanish. He didn’t sign his name; he just left it anonymous - just in case you didn’t feel the same.