[RECONSTRUCTING] whalien 52 »˚tk

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Alphabet Boy,

I was starting to get a bit hesitant. Shall I continue writing to you? I've been having these... thoughts lately. I don't know. I have a feeling that someone will read this and the whole school will about how a sappy boy's currently in love with the campus prince.

I just realized something, Alphabet Boy. I never mentioned to you, even once, any name right? Oh God, I am being paranoid. I really have a feeling that either my parents will read this, or some classmate who can't keep the juicy secret.

Whatever, go guess who I am... I guess. I mean, it's your choice if you wanna read this black hole of a notebook. I'm telling you beforehand, this will end slowly, and sappy, and ugly, and painfully sluggish (...that's like slowly too) and it's gonna be full of shitty feelings so please respect my heart, okay?! And hey, if you are reading this, intruder, and not Alphabet Boy, please don't name drop, if you recognize someone here.

There's no escape to people finding out, but I still want this to be my secret. Only my secret, not for the world to laugh off to.

I realized something tonight that after months and weeks and weeks of me thinking of you, we do have something in common.

I am an open book, and so are you. Yet the difference is that I am an open book to all, and you only open yourself to one person completely. I'm not proud to say that it was only me.

I continued wearing the hoodie you gave to me the sixth month we became friends.

Sincerely,

Whalien.