Dear Chenle,

I wish you wouldn't toy with my heart so much.

Whenever you casually throw your arm around my shoulder, I feel the pounding in my chest speed up a little faster than before. You never take it more than a friendly gesture.

But this time you asked me "is that your heartbeat I feel?"

Your grin showed a hint of mischievousness, but the tips of your ears were tinted with a red shade.

I thought back to the girl you introduced to me. How come you haven't been talking about her any? I don't ever see you with her anymore.

"Are you still talking to the girl I met a couple weeks ago?"

You shook your head. "She wasn't a good fit for me."

I looked for some sort of regret or sadness to losing a budding relationship, but you didn't seem to mind at all. I almost felt a bubble of hope rise in my chest. My heartbeat trying to lead me to fall in love with you.

I can't find a reason to walk away.

"But it doesn't matter because I have the greatest friend by my side," you told me with a bright expression.

And you keep finding reasons to stay.

Best Wishes,
Things