My name is Cho Kyuhyun, a third year and currently 18 years old.

I’m a geek and basically a nobody in school, so I’ve never been popular nor had any kind of love experience at all. But today…today! For the first time…

I received a love letter!

My hands were trembling when I pulled the small letter placed within my notes under my desk. It was simple and cleanly written…I swear my heart was going to leap out of my chest when I realized it was indeed addressed to me.

Cho Kyuhyun—sshi,

I’ve always had my eyes on you.
There is something I want to tell you.
I’ll be waiting behind the gym when the classes are over
Please do come

So this is what a love letter looks like! And it’s legit for me! I was shaking, but it was out of happiness. Somewhere out there, a girl really likes a weird nobody like me! “Yeaaaaaaahhhh!!!” I couldn’t help but scream, unable to contain my excitement. Hey, it’s the first time I ever get a love letter, I’m excused right?

I didn’t realize my shout brought over my friends who all seemed startled by my actions “So loud, what happened Kyuhyun?” Changmin grinned, suddenly holding me in playful headlock “Did you realize you have the wrong answer in our homework again? Well, it’s not too late to change…”

Luckily I was able to tuck away the paper before they could see it; otherwise they’ll never let me live it down. “Nothing, nothing!” I said, feigning innocence and hoping they’d buy it.

“Really? It doesn’t look like nothing!” Minho shared grins with Changmin “What? Did someone leave a love letter under your desk?”

“NO! Of course not! Nothing like that at all!” I laugh, wringing my hands. I could feel my face being a dead giveaway already. Damn it.

“Dude, you’re so predictable” Chang shakes his head at me, I glare at him. “I wouldn’t get my hopes up if I were you though” he smirked, nudging me playfully.

“Yeah, yeah…it’s probably someone ugly” Minho sniggered, but I just roll my eyes at them. Some friends really, besides…I’m not really getting my hopes up…I’m just happy…nothing wrong with that right?

My thoughts drift back to the letter safely hidden among my things… “Maybe it’s a junior…or a classmate?” my heart skips a beat at that thought…there’s really someone out there who thinks of me specially? I look up a little and accidentally meet gazes with Sungmin.

“Hey Min, sorry we’re we loud again?” I ask, coul