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Hey, Kaizen.

Mom prepared a lot for breakfast and told me to pack some for snack. And since it's too many—for real— I also packed some for you.

Carrying two lunch box, I waited for you in the park. We always spent our lunch there. That was like our usual place to stay. So when you came and I handed you the food, you thanked me and we started eating.

I am happy that you said you enjoyed the food and send also a thank you message to Mom which I did as soon as I got home. And while inside of my room—writing this one, I feel bothered. My feelings for you is getting stronger.

But I'm still afraid. This is the first time I felt this way towards someone. I've never been this eager to be with someone so badly that I feel rushing without any reason.

It's hard for me to handle any more. It's wanting to be released. Just a little bit more. Just a little bit push and I'm off.

Yours truly,
P.T

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