to the love of my life,
this is such a cliche thing to do, isn't it? writing a love letter to the only person i have eyes on, i mean. ah, but who cares? not me, of course.
i sincerely apologize for having to relay my feelings for you in such a cowardly manner. haha. if i apologized like that in real life, would you forgive me? give me a kiss, maybe? kidding. unless...?
anyways. i don't really know when i'll be able to give this to you, or when i even have the balls to do so. but when you read this letter i hope you know that whatever you feel towards me will be accepted with open arms.
as long as you accept my feelings as they are, i'm contented. you don't have to return them.
just know that from the moment you handed me that craft club flyer to when you walked out of my front door just a few minutes ago, i began-- and will probably continue-- to love you.
i love you, takashi. i always have.
from the person who loves you the most,
y/n l/n.
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𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 ᵐⁱᵗˢᵘʸᵃ
Fanfiction❝ 𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳? ❞ - 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 takashi mitsuya regrets not telling y/n l/n about his reciprocated feelings towards the girl. they were best frie...
