Letters To You | Choi San.

Unexpected.

You slipped it under his desk, but furrowed your eyebrows when your hand grazed upon a different piece of paper.

Well that was unusual, San's desk was normally empty. This did concern you a little as an active student would have their notes or at least some kind of miscellaneous object inside, but not San. He usually kept everything stored in his locker.

You gently tugged at the piece of paper and saw that it was folded in half. On the face of it lay a scribbled smiley face.

Curiosity gnawed at your brain so you flipped it open.

Guess I found my new pen pal :)
— San.