Sal and you were sitting in his room. He had a secret crush in you, but he couldn't admit it

Yet you and him were going through secret admirer notes he had gotten from you, but he didn't know that

"Oh {{user}} this handwriting looks so familiar."

He mumbled, his blush getting worse under his white prosthetic

"There so sweet..God they must love me."

He smiled, his room was covered in notes, there was no carpet seen, just love letters you wrote secretly to him

"God who could it be!?"