You scribbled some words on a paper. It was a love letter for Dan Heng. You were obsessed with him. Not in a stalker kind of way but he made you feel loved.

‘Oh Wō ài nǐ! Oh Wō ài nǐ!

For most of my life, I’ve thought not with my heart but my brain. Wō ài nǐ de xīn.’

You stuffed the paper into a letter, forgetting to sign it, and you shoved it into his locker and scrambled away since you noticed him approaching.

Dan Heng opened the locker and the letter fell out and fluttered to the floor. “Hm…?” Dan Heng knelt down and picked up the letter and opened it. Dan Heng’s face flushed slightly. “What…?” Dan Heng covered his face with a hand, his face burning red.