Dear Kieffer Sydney,

I was captivated, not by your looks, not by your height, but by your talent. I still remember what the sky looked like that day, what the birds were chirping, I can even remember what perfume I used that day. I still remember all the details no matter how small it is, but what was really unforgettable was you and your little violin.

The day itself was extraordinary for there was an event in our school. Looking back, I was quite a fool fangirling over you when in fact you just stood there, playing with the piano keys. As cliché as it may sound but I think you kinda have an impact on me.

You went into our classroom and I swear to God that my insides were tumbling with joy and happiness. You were quite the sight you know that? You brought your violin with you and the odds are in my favor because you'll practice there. I even skipped recess for you haha just kidding.

And then you played. Your strings were so calm and it gave off a marvelous melody, but unlucky me because I think my strings went ruckus—my heartstrings that is. Since that moment, I knew I would be somehow attached, but I shrugged the thought off since after this event, I won't be able to see you anymore.

But I guess luck is now on my side. An opportunity knocked and I am more than glad to accept it. We were put in a music group, together. Just the thought of it makes me smile, I'll get to see you during practice hours and finally, we can be friends!

However, it wasn't easy. We were the actual opposite. You're the timid, refined, classy kind of guy while I'm more like a loud, outgoing, no poise type of girl. It was hard, really. Then it finally struck me.

I just know you by name, I don't know your interests and all. Maybe it was delusional after all.

Since then my crush'o meter started to drop. I disregarded the thought that you might be my crush and just focused on playing. We never talk to each other, I'll say hi and then you respond, that's it. I used to wonder if you're just awkward with me or if that's just how you are.

Months passed and the music group is closer than ever. But unfortunately, you and me kinds still have that barrier. You were shipped with another member and I played along with it. You look so flustered and you kept denying things. Cute.

The day of the event has finally arrived. Everyone was nervous because we'll play in front of powerful people. But you were so calm and relaxed. It's as if you're used to this kind of gig. And that made you more charming.

And unexpectedly, that day, we became friends. How? It's because of a freaking cake! We happened to have the same tastes and life situation, we talked about a lot of things, and you even sat next to me. You showed me nothing but kindness. I also saw your childish, cool, noisy side and suddenly the feelings came back again.

We had a photo together and I was so happy because you made all kinds of wacky. Even though you're used to the formal way of picture taking, you still did it.

You even let me hold your jacket and joked around as if we've known each other since we were little.

We just talked and talked. And when we parted ways, my smile couldn't wear off. Really, what kind of potion did you use? Just joking.

After that event, we were casual and there's no hint of awkwardness. But as they say "easy come, easy go". Boom, we were back to square one. Hello stranger!

The whole music group now know that I have a crush on you so they kept on teasing me and luckily you're not attending practices so my dignity, for now, is spared. They pointed out that we were fit for each other.

But we don't want to hope in false hopes, don't we?

We still occasionally greet each other but we've become distant than the first months. And it kept me thinking if I was the reason why we became awkward again.

It's now the end of the school year and I'll be transferring to another school so I decided to confess. Don't be weirded out that a girl confessed first. It's because I know you don't have anything to confess anyway. My feelings started out as shallow but I didn't notice that it became deep.

Thank you for being my friend, thank you for everything.

(p.s. guess I'll just have to move on huh)

(p.p.s. play the sheet, that's my confession song and I hope you still remember the cake we ate when we became friends, it's quite expensive you know)

Sincerely yours,

Adrianne Belle