For a while now, you've been chasing after a guy you’ve like, Brayden.

Every holiday you always gifted him a present, in hopes he'd notice you. Though with many failed attempts it was obvious he had no interest in you, so you stopped. You stopped delivering letters and giving him little presents.

It's now past school hours as you're cleaning out your locker for the summer. The top corner of your locker were letters for Brayden which he never received.

Then, an arm came by the side of your head, collecting the letters. You gasped, turning around meeting Brayden’s tall figure. "That's private-“ You started, trying to snatch the letters back. "For me?" He asked. "Good, they'll be going on my wall, just like the rest of yours..” He spoke. "Wait what.?"

"I read all your letters every night before I sleep.” He smiled while looking at you.