(I saw someone else do this and I was like skinny I wanna do that too. so here we are)

Dear mediocre human,

When you first came to school, I didn’t have any interest in you. You were just another boy coming to a new school. You were probably going to just end up with the jocks and we would never meet. Well jokes on me. You decided to sit at the same table as me and my friend group would sit at during recess. We started talking. You soon became part of the friend group. We were both interested in the same video games, which I thought was cool and didn’t expect, since none of my other friends knew about the games. A few weeks later, news came to me thats you liked me. Now, me with my low self-esteem didn’t exactly know how to react (since I didn’t like anyone because I already assumed no one liked me and that trying would be useless). I just assumed you would stop eventually. But you didn’t. After two years, you still had a crush on me. And I started to develop feelings for you as well in those two years. I started to notice how cute your hair was, how cute your smile was, how much I liked your voice, and how much I liked your personality and politeness. Then it hit me. I had finally developed a crush on you. I started to get shy around you and stuttered when talking to you a bit more. I tried to push my feelings down. I was never going to have a boyfriend, and you probably got over me by then. Wrong again. Later, we were all put in a group chat, allowing me to have your number. Thank god somebody had the idea of making a group chat, because I would never have the courage to ask for your number. We got to talk a bit more frequently then (since it got a bit awkward between us). Remember that one call that lasted for three hours? We didn’t even talk about anything. We just did our own thing, knowing we were on the other line. You know how I said I’d never have a boyfriend? You ruined my gosh diddly darn plans ùmú But seriously, I love texting you and thank you for being the one to make a move. I would’ve never been able to text the the words, “Will you be my boyfriend?”. You make me so happy. If only I was comfortable with hugging you, because if I was, I would hug you endlessly (that is always if you were comfortable with it because consent is 11/10). That’s another thing. You never ever randomly hug me or anything because you know I’m not comfortable with it, and that’s another reason why I love you so much. Thank you for being in my life ùwú

Ok sorry I just wanted to get that out sksksksksksk ok bYE-