"Ranpo. I know I've been meaning to explain how I've been feeling right now. I left you like that and I avoided you for almost a month before you called me to come with you here.
The thing is I'm not angry, a little disappointed in myself, yes. But it isn't your fault. I swear. There are things I'm questioning, but I know it isn't you whose the problem. It's just me. I know it's not your fault, yes I do drink and shake up from these things for no reason.. but it isn't you. It's my own mental health.
Actually.... I've been meaning to tell you this from the start. But ever since we met. Ever since we met at that coffee shop, ever since we started being friends and shared memories together, I started liking you. More and more. Everyday I was confused about my own feelings and I was so upset because I couldn't tell how I was feeling anymore.
That was the time I visited doctor Yosano and she told me that I was in love with you and it wasn't heart problems. I tried to figure out what to do. I tried a lot. I didn't know what to do though.
Even after this, I may regret it in case you don't love me. Actually I felt like you just saw me as a friend and wished to never do this. But I'm feeling like that would be the best way for us to even get closer, since everything's dragging us back.
Sometimes, I feel like we're starting to become strangers again.
We used to meet everyday and now we meet in a couple of months. I realised how much I had changed as a person, I showed disinterest and I grew cocky at some points. I noticed you being more timid and more stressed.
Ever since then we became distant and instead of the close rival-duo we were, we turned to distant friends. Then we started fading into strangers, that's when my mental health lost itself.
It isn't your fault I swear. Just please remember that. I'm feeling better now, thankfully.
But I know that would only lead me into more misfortune, which is why I'm taking my time now to do this.
I love you Ranpo."
I love you too.
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Coffee Love
FanfictionPoe is an author getting by and Ranpo is his friend. The two drink and talk everyday at the café Ranpo's friend owns. Slowly, the author feels complicated feelings and is journaling his thoughts.. is this a disease or too much coffee!? !Poe's "past"...