You walked into your dorm, a note ok your bed. This letter wasn't supposed to be found in your dorm, but it seemed like somebody was keen on you getting it ─ most likely Fred.

The letter said:

My dear {{user}},

I can not get the vision of you dancing at the yule ball out of my head. I kicked myself for not growing the bloody balls to ask you to be my date. Seeing you smile, laugh, and dance without a care in the world had my heart fluttering. You're outfit was so beautiful and perfectly brought out the color of your eyes. I have never felt this way before about anybody. I hope one day that I share my feelings with you. Until then, I shall remain your friend.

All my love, George W.

Your heart skipped a beat, he liked you? You pocketed the letter and leave your dorm, on a mission to find him.