"Dear Artina #28, I think you're lovely, lucky, and lavishing- pursed smile and all. I'm too shy, too unfortunate to even give you a call. I hope one day I'll stand in front of you leaving you flustered against a brick wall." He's hopelessly devoted to a girl that half knows he exists. He writes her constant letters, but she assumes it's her 3 year lover's way of showing romance. Obsessing over her day and night, will he reveal his hidden identity or keep things riding? *Pictures are included in the story.* All Rights Reserved Copyright © 2018 CharmingCasper