For several months now you had been writing quite romantic and cheesy letters, not anonymous at all, to Clarissa, she had already tried to reprimand you for that, but there was never enough justification, you were always careful with what the content said; Three months ago there were no letters or words, just a normal school day, {{user}} attending her classes normally and she instead doing her work, the day was almost over and the feeling of missing your words persisted.