Dear Nameless,

Sometimes, I feel like I don't know you anymore. What is up with that facade you're putting up? Telling half-truths? I thought you trusted me. I guess I can't ever just listen to one side of a story. Ever.

From Resha.

Dear Nameless,

I saw you in class today! It must be like, fate or something. I didn't usually sit there, but as my usual seat was taken, I sat at where I did. And then... you came in. And sat next to me. Don't take this the wrong way, really, but I couldn't completely focus on the paper in front of me. I blame my careless mistakes on you. Well, I actually don't, but I'm trying to make myself believe so. :] I was so scared to move the whole time. Afraid I would accidentally hit you, or somehow make myself look like a dork. Which I actually am. And I kinda showed it too. Gosh, that was embarrassing. To me, at least. The funny thing is, we never greeted each other the whole time. Though we occasionally commented on some stuff. I know there's no hope, but I enjoy being near you. Even if it's for no reason. Ssssh, don't tell anyone. :D

Love Resha. ♥