[💌] Operation; False Confession || Bachira Meguru

[1] Operation False confession

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16 hours earlier

A love letter.

A penmanship so passionate and precious. A timeless treasure; some would call a testament to the expression we call "love". ts beauty lies in its vulnerability as it lays bare the depths of one's affection and devotion.

Yet, who would have thought that something so beautiful could have the power to destroy one's life indefinitely?

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"Dear Bachira Meguru, I've been wanting to tell you something for quite some time now, but I've always found myself at a loss for words whenever I'm around you. You see, every time I see you, my heart skips a beat, and I can't help but feel a rush of emotions."

"I've come to realize that what I'm feeling is more than just admiration or friendship; it's something deeper, something special."

I took the ham sandwich I made earlier that night that I filled up with cheddar cheese, a fried egg cooked to perfection and of course ham, It wouldn't be a ham sandwich without delicious ham before opening my mouth and taking a big bite. Oh my God. It instantly melted in my mouth and I felt alive after feeling absolute dread for like 25 minutes straight making an envelope and writing a love letter for my own personal project for a boy I didn't even like.

I continued eating my midnight snack as I refreshed the results on chat gpt so I can add more to this letter.  This letter that I'm going to ruin his life with like he ruined mine. After this whole year of him tormenting me and teasing me, I have to say that he deserves whatever is coming for him. In this case, it's me. 

I cant help but to laugh just imagining his face after he realizes that his first confession letter was not actually from a girl, but from an AI when I reveal it to him on the rooftop. And he'll be so embarrassed to face me, who got it on camera!

My laugh only got louder as I continued writing the letter on paper. It seems impossible for a girl to actually like him and want him as a boyfriend. Bachira Meguru isn't really someone you would say to be "dateable". For the reason that he's weird, and frankly speaking, he's really mean.

 He frames me for doing something that he did and gets me in trouble with the teacher. And one time, I bought an expensive pen that writes really well it became my favorite pen ever and I always used it. Not until I dropped it one time in maths, and when I leaned down to get it, it wasn't anywhere to be seen. I looked around everywhere but to no luck. And then I realized that this was one of my classes where I sat next to that jerk and low and behold. My pen was sitting there, in his pencil case. The list goes on and on without a seeming end. Until tomorrow. I will make him pay.

And. Yes! I held up the letter high, looking at it proudly, before spraying it with a vanilla scented perfume that has grown to be my favorite perfume that my sister ever sent. I placed it back on the table and grabbed the envelope. I put the letter inside and took a heart sticker and used it to seal the letter. 

I stare at the letter in awe for a second.

"I cant believe that the first love letter I've ever written was for a revenge plot for a boy I didn't like." I sighed as I looked over to the clock on the side of my study table.

Its 12am on a school night and I still haven't gotten a wink of sleep. I got up from my seat and closed the lampshade before heading to bed. 

"I have a battle tomorrow, and I better be prepared. Get ready for me Bachira."