This was bad...so bad...where could it have gone!?

Poe rustled through all the papers in his desk, inspecting each one with such integrity that you'd think he'd be looking for a speck of dirt. How long had it been missing? How did it even go missing? His love letter, his confession, the one to his greatest friend that he had never planned to send. Poe had exchanged to Bungo Middle School in Yokohama, Japan a few years back from his school in America. Though now in high school. Him and Ranpo didn't get along at first, in fact, they where the worst rivals the school had ever seen. All throughout seventh to eight grade they fought. However, everything changed once they got to high school though as they began to get an understanding of each other. Now, after three years of high school, both in their third year, the two where the best of friends. Doing even the simplest of daily tasks together. Since Ranpo was aiming to be a detective...and to be honest, was quite amazing at solving cases together; constantly being praised by the school for his intelligence. And Poe aiming to be a mystery and crime novelist. The two clicked even more. Poe writing and creating mysteries for Ranpo to solve...though admittedly, Ranpo always solved them before the first chapter even ended...he always read through the whole thing though, telling Poe he was the only 'Author who wasn't a complete idiot.' After awhile though...for Poe, some of those feelings grew...more intimate. He wanted to be more than friends with Ranpo, though he didn't want to risk what they had so he kept quiet, which was easy since he was known as one of the quiet and shy kids at school.

"Poe! Hey!" A familiar voice made Poe jump, eyes flying over to the classroom doorframe.

His heart dropped, eyes widening, breathe stopping as he saw Ranpo standing there, waving the confession letter in his hand.