Jae propped herself comfortably on the bed as she reached for the first letter.
September 5th 2009
Dear Jae,
You would probably never going to see this, but I'm writing anyway. I was quite surprised to see your letter after you went back to America. I thought that I would just end up as your summer memory. Were you chasing me for fun when you had nothing to do when you were here? I didn't think you were that serious and you would forget me the moment you touched down in New York. Was I wrong?
First time I realized you were following me, I was shocked. What is it about me that made you like me? You were complimenting me on my 3 point shot. My skills are not even close to the star player at the school who was playing along, but you still see me. Thank you. It was quite disconcerting when suddenly someone was tailing you out of nowhere. I'm not complaining.
I found out you performed at Carnegie Hall when you were 10. You must be really talented to be able to do that. I can't say much about myself. I started to learn music at that age and I still feel like puking when I perform in front of an audience. I feel so small. Maybe you could give me some tips.
Heh, who am I kidding? You're not going to see this anyway. I got to get back to my studies. My mom would be angry if I flunk the upcoming test. Hope to see you in the future.
Yours truly,
Shooting guard oppa.
Jae smiled. Shooting guard oppa, huh? She did call him that when she didn't know his name and only know of his playing position. She pestered him for his full name. When he didn't tell her, she went asking one of his friends who was around. Jae went to the next letter in the box.
September 20th 2009.
Dear Jae,
Your second letter came as a surprise again, your third letter too. How long are you going to keep on writing to me? You don't get any reply. Am I going to get another one after this? I would surely look forward for that. But anyway, thank you. I do reply but I don't think I have the guts to post my reply to you.
You're pretty and a genius too. Doesn't anyone in your school ask you out for a date or anything? Boys here would probably be lining up for your attention. Me? I don't know. I'm too shy for that.
For one, I work for your brother. He won't like it if a 'nobody' being friends with his sister. I know I wouldn't want my kid sister (if I have any) be friends with anyone like me. I'm not rich. I'm not good enough, but I'll try my best to be better. Then maybe, I could come to you and ask you to be my girlfriend and you won't be embarrassed of me. One day.
Who am I kidding? By the time I would muster up enough courage to ask you out, you would probably find someone else better. In the meantime, I'll do my best. I hope you would wait for me. Wishful thinking, right?
You did tell me you like me. The fool in me just say thank you straight away. Honestly, don't you think that's way too fast for a person who just know each other in a matter of weeks? I do like you. My friends at school were egging me about my newly acquired shadow before the summer holiday started.
The shadow they were talking about was you. I know they were jealous of me. Being in an all boy school surely made dating a girl difficult. Difficult but not impossible. I don't want to brag but I do get notes from girls sometimes. Don't worry, I didn't reply to any of those. I don't have time for that. I only reply to you and you don't know about it either. Talk about the irony, haha. I'm busy with school and working part-time. One day I'm going to make songs that people would talk about for years. That's my dream.
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