The Letter

The Visit

"Mrs Rivera, please come to the office. Mrs Rivera, please come to the office."

The secretary's staticky voice through the intercom startled me out of my daydream as I quickly stood up and headed out of my classroom to the main office. My mind began to wonder, questioning what I had done wrong. Yeah, my mind's like that. I hadn't been called to the office via intercom for I don't even know how long, and my nervousness began to show as I started to unconsciously mumble and fidget with my hands.

As I arrived to the office, I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, lowered my head, and opened the door.

I expected someone to quickly begin bugging me, questioning me, or simply letting me know the reason for my beckoning but, I was meet with an eerie silence. This was enough to make me slowly peek out of my eyes while still looking the floor. When I fully opened them, I was met with a set of shoes I knew didn't belong to the school. I had never seen them and I had the horrible habit of looking at the floor while I walked; one that I had been trying very hard on breaking and was close to succeeding.

These shoes were enough to provoke curiosity so I continued to make my way up through this person's body. No one was still talking so he, judging by his legs and muscles I could see through the rips of his jeans, must be the one who wanted to talk to me. I began to think that the legs seemed a bit familiar but the shoes still threw that theory out the window. As I kept elevating my gaze, I realized this man was tall, with a nice flat and rather muscular chest, and strong arms that were crossed over it.

That feeling of deja vu continued to linger in my mind as I looked closely at a particular silver ring with a blue stone he was using on his index finger.  This was enough to make me jerk my head up and stare at his face, eyes wide open in surprise as I was met with one of my favorite persons in the world.

"Hi, my name is Namjoon. You must be Mia."