Chapter 1
Dear L,
I see you. But do you see me?
Everyday i wake up hoping to finally have the courage to speak to the most beautiful girl i have ever seen, but i never have enough. I’ve never been the type of person to be very open about how i feel or the type to ask someone to be friends and communicate first. But after many weeks of getting on the same bus as her in the morning and afternoon and seeing her in school i’ve realized that i am going to have to learn even if every time i see her i feel a huge pit in my stomach.
But one question! How do i do that ?
