"i think i love you." message not sent. [this story is very poorly written- i am so sorry.]

Perfection seems to only exist in the form of a six-foot, closeted nerd named Tenya Iida. But this is never going to work, at least that's what everything I've learned from growing up has told me.

NOT AN X READER/SELF INSERT ! a mixtape can tell the whole story, right? in which iida has a mystery admirer.