A LETTER TO MY CRUSH PART I

In the bustling halls of Hilltop, where laughter echoed and lockers slammed shut, there was a girl named Mimi. With her bright smile and a penchant for doodling in the margins of her notebooks, she often lost herself in daydreams. One day, during her math class, her attention drifted to Stev, the charming boy with tousled hair and an effortless charm that made her heart skip a beat.

Mimi had admired Stev from afar for months. He was the type of guy who could light up a room with his laughter and had a way of making everyone feel included. Yet, Mimi felt shy and uncertain, convinced that her feelings were just a fleeting crush. But as the weeks passed, her admiration grew, and she found herself wanting to express her feelings.

One afternoon, as she sat in her favorite corner of the library, surrounded by stacks of books, an idea struck her. What if she wrote him a letter? It was a bold move, but the thought of confessing her feelings in a heartfelt note felt less daunting than telling him face-to-face. 

With a determined heart, Mimi pulled out her notebook and began to write:

Dear Stev,

I hope this letter finds you well. I know this might seem a bit unexpected, but I wanted to share something that’s been on my mind for quite some time.

Every time I see you, my heart does this little dance. I admire your kindness, how you always include everyone in conversations, and that infectious laugh of yours that brightens even the dullest days. You have a way of making people feel special, and I just wanted to say thank you for being you.

I’ve hesitated to tell you this in person because, well, I get a bit tongue-tied around you. But I think it’s time I take a leap of faith. I would love to get to know you better. Maybe we could grab a coffee or study together sometime?

No matter what you decide, I appreciate you for who you are, and I hope we can be friends.

Take care,

Mimi.

As she finished the letter, Mimi felt a mix of excitement and fear. What if he didn’t feel the same way? What if she made a fool of herself? Shaking her head to clear her doubts, she folded the letter neatly, her heart racing at the thought of delivering it.