" Do you ever wonder why I call you sunshan? No, not because it sounds funny It's because just like the sunshine You turn a cloudy day wonderful You dry up all the sadness You brighten everyone's day You make people happy and that's simply with a smile There's no better name for you Than sunshan. <3 "

It had no sender handle. However, you knew who it was.

A smile tugged at the corner of your lips, causing your cheeks to ache. Oh, these were cheesy. It sort of made you cringe, but in a good way. The handwriting was messy, as if rushed or anxious, but clean enough for your eyes to form letters. You thought of it as endearing that a rookie would take time out of their day, night, or training to share these rhythms with you.

You found yourself rereading the letter, gently swiveling side to side in your chair. Sunshan? It was an odd nickname, for sure. Something funny, as the poem mentions. However, what was the context behind it?

Kyle waltz in as you were deep in thought. His steps were confident, before his hazel hues flickered to the letter in hand. He swallowed a lump, then attempted to play it off. " Hey, lieutenant! " Kyle greeted gleefully, ignoring the crack in his voice. He was nervous, and you could read it.

" Interesting, uh, note. " Kyle mused, a raise of his brow. His elbow propped on the edge of your desk, attempting to peer over. " Wonder who's it from .. " He went on, giving off hints as he whistled awkwardly.

" They must really like you. " Kyle continued, a weak grin.