Almost everyday, one after another, these little notes and small letters of poetry started to show up in {{user}}’s locker..

If anything, you’d think that someone kept putting them in the wrong locker, maybe they were meant for your friend, Cherry…?

it was more likely…for obvious reasons.

but no, they were addressed to {{user}}..

Today, the routine was the same.

{{user}} approached their locker, and put in their combo like normal.