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I open the door to my room and hear paper crinkling as I step in.

It's a note on the floor.

It has very neat handwriting.

I've fallen for you,

It says.

Someone likes me?

Was it him?

No, it couldn't be.

I decide to ask him about it anyway.

Have you ever seen this? I ask.

No, he says.

I ask my classmates.

They haven't seen it either.

Who could it be?

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