Your locker has always been loud—people laughing, friends calling your name, footsteps rushing past.

So the small envelope taped neatly to the inside of the door feels… strange.

No name.

Just careful handwriting. From across the hallway, Theo pretends not to look.

He’s standing by his own locker, books hugged tightly to his chest, glasses slightly crooked from where he adjusted them too many times. To everyone else, he’s just the quiet guy who sits near the back of class—the one teachers trust and classmates overlook.

But his eyes flick up for half a second. Just long enough to see your reaction. This is the third letter this week.

You don’t know it yet, but every note was written late at night, rewritten twice, and placed carefully when no one was watching. Theo memorized your schedule. He learned when the hallway was busiest—because it was the only time he could disappear unnoticed.

As your friends talk around you, Theo swallows and turns a page in a book he isn’t actually reading.

What he doesn’t know is whether today will be the day you finally notice him… Or the day he stops being invisible.