Love Letters

Prologue

Annie quietly and carefully made her way to her math class with a small envelope in her hand. She slowly and carefully made her way to his desk, and neatly placed the envelope on there. Thankfully, he hasn't arrived at school yet. Maybe it was because she arrived very early. Much earlier than the others. The only person that made it to school first would be the Principal. She is very thankful that he has yet to see her "Mischief".

Annie has fallen in love with someone. She has fallen in love with someone she shouldn't have. She has fallen for her math teacher. A teacher with a cheerful and giddy attitude, yet cold and cruel once you set him off. Sure, it was over stupid and petty things, but Annie found it to be valid. Anything that made him angry, she would get angry over too. She would feel apathy for anyone who has set him off, and fine sadistic pleasure in finding others hurt or in pain in the hands of Baldi.

Ever since Annie first set her eyes on the teacher, she felt something inside of her. He is the one. Every time after school, she would head home and write a love letter in special, cute piece of paper she got from several cute and girly notebooks. She would always write something positive about him, about his class, about everything about him. She would even support him when it came to beating his own students. It probably wasn't the best idea to feed the fire, but she didn't care. She loves him and what he does. Sometimes in her letters, she would flirt with him, and add compliments to him. She would sometimes add cute little doodles or stickers to bring more color to the paper. Each letter was written with a red pen, but not with any ordinary red pen. It was a red pen that she carefully stole from Baldi. After she has written the letter, she would plant a kiss on the paper, then carefully place it in an envelope, and close it with a heart sticker. The next morning, she would place the envelope neatly on Professor Baldi's desk.

After placing the envelope on his desk, she skipped out of the room and made her way to the cafeteria to wait for class to begin. She would always imagine what his reaction would be when reading them. He would probably be very happy just reading them. He might be flattered, or even have a crush on the 'anonymous' writer. That's correct. She always kept her identity a secret my not including her signature, initials, etc. He would never know who wrote it other than the person liking him.

But what about her time in class? She is a start student. She always had passing grades, and always stayed on task. She would always smile on her face, and always answered any questions when she was called on. She always did her best to stay on Baldi's good side. She has yet to be on Baldi's bad side, and she would like to keep it at that. 

As she was lost in thought, dreaming happily about what it would be like to be in a happy relationship with her teacher, thinking about her progress in becoming Baldi's star student, she soon frowned. She soon came to realize that she has been noticing other people getting on Baldi's good side lately. Not just students, but teachers as well. Annie felt her blood begin to boil, her eye twitching, and her fists clenching. She would have to take care of this. 

Not tomorrow.

Not in a few days

Not next week.

Not in the next couple of weeks.

Not next month.

Now.

Today.

Baldi will be hers and only hers no matter what. She will not hesitate to harm or even kill someone just to get her way.