Hello again.
I saw you reading the first letter I wrote, which I managed to hide in one of the books you took out last time, good thing you needed it again and someone else didn't take it - that would've been even worse if someone else saw that letter. It has been playing on my mind since I left it.
I think you enjoyed the first letter? You blushed so I guess you don't get cute often? Why would that be? Haven't people seen you?
I noticed you looked around, as if expecting me to pop out from somewhere and claim that to be my letter to you.
But no.
Sorry.
I don't think you would be happy with me, if you were to find out who I really was.
I've known you for years, secretly, we've been going to the same school for years and I don't think you've ever truly noticed me like I noticed you.
I really made it sound like I didn't know you at all in the first letter didn't I?
(goodbye cute boy)