I want to say thank you so so so so so so so so so much for 1K reads. It means the absolute world to me that my writing is getting attention because it makes me feel validation in myself that my writing is good enough for it to maybe one day be put out into the world with my own name on it.
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Fluff (AU)
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"I wonder who's writing these." You spoke to yourself.
Not too long ago, you have been opening your locker and finding small pieces of paper with writings of love confessions in them.
'Every time I see you I always wonder how someone can look so amazing.'
'Have you ever been stargazing? If I ever muster up the courage to tell you who I really am, maybe one day you and I can go stargazing together.'
'Last night I was listening to music and a song that came on reminded me of you. I think it was called 'I Wanna Be Yours'. You should listen to it sometime.'
Neat handwriting was always written on the papers. Almost cursive-like is what you would say to describe handwriting. Nonetheless, the notes you received always made you smile, no matter what was on them.
You've always wanted to know who the mysterious person that keeps writing the notes was. Sometimes you've tried to arrive to school early just to catch the culprit. But each time you open your locker, the note was already in there. You've also tried asking people around the school if they've seen anyone in front of your locker recently, only to get a bunch of shrugs or 'no, I haven't' in return.
You've always hoped the notes you've been getting were from a boy in your class named Chuuya. Though you don't know him all that well, he was extremely attractive and nice. You've only ever talked to him a few times. Mainly because you were partnered up with him in various classes throughout the school year. Though you wish the relationship you had with him could be something more than just 'mere acquaintance'.
Today was no different from the rest. You arrive at school with your backpack strapped around your shoulders while being greeted by loud chatter from each person you passed in the halls. You quietly sighed to yourself in exhaustion. You haven't been much sleep lately. Due to the mountains of schoolwork you've been needing to get done. It's been taking a toll on you. But unfortunately, there was nothing you could really do about it.
You opened your locker and saw a ripped piece of paper laying face down. You grabbed it and flipped it over.
'I hope you're doing okay. Whenever I see you lately, you always seem stressed or tired. When school is over, you should go to Starbucks and buy some things for yourself. My treat!'
Your eyebrows furrowed. You looked back into your locker and saw that 2,500 yen had also been placed inside your locker. You quietly gasped in surprise that your secret admirer had given you money to treat yourself. Your tired expression soon became a happy one when you picked up the money.
