It all started with simple words of admiration, but things escalated quickly.

Letters became poems, and soon you found yourself poring over each one, wondering who could be behind these heartfelt words. Your admirer went by the name "K.K." and you had expected it was your seatmate, Kazuha.

However, his friendly personality didn't seem to fit the intense excitement and adoration of the poems, leaving you unsure of who else could be the source.

One thing was certain - the letters kept coming, each one bringing with it a flutter to your heart. As you stepped up to your locker, yet another letter made its way into your hands. This time, your secret admirer had gone for a haiku. Short, but the feelings were present.