My story is this:
I like this girl, and she’s in fine arts. The fine arts students at my university have a little lounge where they sit all the time. In the lounge is a little table where there are scrabble pieces that people use to spell things or say “I was here”
One night I wrote
SOMEONE LIKES
LEAH K BUT SHE
IS TOO SCARED TO TELL HER CUZ
SHE IS PROBABLY NOT LEAHS TYPE
AND SHE IS PROBABLY DATING SOMEONE.
I didn’t think that she would see it because it was before the weekend and there was a whole bunch of days for someone to move the letters around. I didn’t hear anything about if from her or the people who knew her, so I thought no one found it. When she asked me if I left it there I almost died. I said no, but I really wanted to say yes.
Yesterday I went there and wrote with the letters
DEAR LEAH K,
YOU LOOK REALLY CUTE IN BOWTIES
FROM THE GIRL WHO LIKES YOU
XOXO
When I was leaving the area I noticed that there was a green sign taped onto the wall that said
LEAH K IS LOOKING FOR THE ART HISTORY STUDENT SCRABBLE PLAYER. IF THIS IS YOU PLEASE APPROACH HER TODAY.
I smiled to myself. She doesn’t know that I’m not in art history.
Tomorrow night, or one night this week, I am going to post this note/poster near hers. Exams are coming up, so I doubt she’ll see any of the notes I leave now. She might not even see this one or the last, but I thought it was really important to somehow express my thoughts.
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