(Roman's POV)

After I put the letter in the floorboards, I left and ten minutes later, I came back and re-read it to make sure if was perfect.

"My dearest, Virgil

I love the way you look my way,
The look of your face makes me smile and sway,
The way you look so perfectly,
The way you make me wonder 'how could he love someone like me?'

We're complete opposites though,
But opposites attract, I suppose.

I love the way you fidget and twist,
But..I hate the way you wish you didn't exist.
I Hate how you don't think I can't hear you crying at night,
I hate how you cower from everyone's sight, hugging your pillow oh so tight.

I hate how you think everywhere you look at yourself there's a flaw,
I hate how under my gaze you slouch to make yourself look small.
But these are all things about you that make you you,
They're the little things I love that you do.

You're amazing and I can see,
The way you try to be the best you can be.
Is there Any possible way,
You won't shy away,
If I asked" will you date me"
If I say I loved you,
Would you love me too?

~Sincerely, your secret admirer

P.S. leave a note of your response in the place of this letter <3 also what I'm asking is will you go out with me? Try to guess who it is ;p

I looked at what I wrote. I read it over. Would this be too sappy?

I decided to put the letter back in the secret space under the floorboards that only me and Virgil know about. Another clue it's me so he won't think it's Patton!

I placed the letter there and put another sticky note on his door. I noticed the sticky notes on the door were gone. I shook it off and wrote him a note.

"Dear Virgil, go look under the loose floor boards in the commons ;> xoxoxooxoxoxoxoxo"

I stuck it on his door and ran to the corner of the commons to wait for him to come. I love stalking my Virgil. My precious baby.

(Virgil's POV)

I was in my room with all the sticky notes. For once, I felt as if I might drown in love instead of hate. I realized this handwriting was too cursive and neat to be Pattons. Sorry padre.

But then again, he was learning how to write cursive from Logan.

And I soon realized someone wouldn't do this just to be nice. Unless it was Patton. Only Patton would take all this time to be nice.

I inhaled slowly, and glued the sticky notes into my picture diary.

I finished putting them in, and walked out of my door, past the sharp metal object on my bed. I rolled my sleeves down farther over my hands.

"Today is going to be a good day." I whispered, opening my door.

I closed it once I walked out and noticed something on it.

"Hm..must've missed a sticky note.."

I realized that this one was recent by how it looked. I read it and now I knew it was certainly new.

All of those xo's made me flinch.
The voices came in.

"Wow! Somebody likes you! Or..do they? Seems to be the prince's handwriting doesn't it? And oh my gosh! If you think for a single second that he'd chose you over someone like Patton or Logan, you're crazy! Remember what he said about you?

..Remember what happened last time you tried out a relationship?! YOU APPEARED HERE! To a place where nobody cared, a place where you were teased and made fun of."

"Things are different now.." I whispered, ignoring the voice because it wasn't being that bad today. Just a few doubts. Nothing that bad. I started humming voices in my head as I walked to where the note told me to.

I walked to the floorboards before I realized...me and Roman are the only ones who know about the misplaced floorboards! I internally panicked.

'Nononono this is a prank. He wouldn't love me. I don't believe it. VIRGIL GET YOUR HANDS IFF THE BOARDS IT'S A PRANK!!!'

The voices screamed for me to stop but I couldn't, I had to know what this was.

I picked the floorboards up and flinched, expecting something. But...nothing bad came.

I looked inside the hike in the floor. I saw a clean white sheet of paper. It seemed to have very lovely handwriting on it.

I read it and I felt a grin on my face. 'Oh, that stupid prince...' I thought.
Wait...he can hear me crying at night?
He notices I cower at his stare?!

I sighed. But had a smile on my face.

I'm so stupid with love...

It told me to leave a response.

I'm pretty sure this is Roman. Couldn't be Janus or Remus, they weren't poetic.

But I didn't know what to say so I went to my room and grabbed a paper and pen.

"My dearest, Roman.."