There's this guy I've been exchanging letters with, and today's the day we finally meet. His letters are incredibly romantic, and he even spritzes them with perfume. Normally, I don't easily fall for anyone, being the queen bee and all, but there's something about him that's just so captivating.

After school, I headed to a café to meet him. As I waited, a girl approached me, her voice soft "Are you Giselle?" Suddenly, it dawned on me—I'd been exchanging letters with a girl all along.

"No, sorry, you've got the wrong person," I lied, my heart racing. The last thing I wanted was a girl developing a crush on me..