DESK LETTERS | JAENO

[four]

[chapter four]
Fourth Letter

JENO smiled at the note card before him, the messy handwriting showing a new message. The letter holding it lying on his desk, somewhat ripped from the old tape.

Hey don't say that :(
I'm sure your a somebody :)
also, I'm a boy. How about you?

Jeno couldn't say he wasn't shocked at the answer. He simply expected it to be a girl, but it was a guy, and non the less he didn't want their 'conversations' to end.

I'm also a boy, hope you don't find that weird..
Ok my question, who are you?

Jeno thought he was being a little pushy, and thought he needed to change his message. He simply shook it off and put the note card back into the letter.

A sudden instinct tells him to stop, and he stares at his desk in thought. He feels his gut telling him this is a bad idea, and feels as if he's stepping right into a trap. An urge to just take out the letter fills him.

'Maybe the guy is just trying to get blackmail on me, or maybe he's just friendly.' Jeno's mind fills with all these 'maybe's' and 'what if's.'

He looks up, and then out the window, sitting his head on the palm of his hand. A wave of silence passes by his mind.

'Maybe this is a bad idea.' Jeno thinks, an pauses his thoughts for a moment.

'But I'm ready for the consequences if that means I get to keep talking to him.' Jeno almost smiles at his daring thought.

He sounds crazy, even to himself, and the consequences may be way beyond his belief. Jeno is ready for them though, ready to take something in exchange for a feeling that nothing else could make him feel.

Not a nobody.