In the Form of Letters

'Your eyes, green as summer's rolling hills.
Greener than emerald,
I feel like I'm richer than any king.
But somehow I'm still left wanting.'

Chifuyu reads over the note a few more times with a smile. Just like always, the small and neatly typed poem was waiting for him under his shoe. He feels his ears already starting to heat up from a blush and he quickly ducks his head, hoping his hair will cover his reddening ears.

If only he knew who his secret admirer is.