A Letter To My Crush About My Feelings の小説・ストーリー

My friends and colleagues ask me a lot why I'm not in a relationship, not like they don't know why, that's their little way of saying ‘’you fucked up, deal with it'. About a year ago and even before then, I wrote a letter to my crush, a coworker and the sorry excuse of a man, posted it on the office platform like it was some work timetable. I had a rough month, a very embarrassing month. Everyone made fun of me, including my ex-crush, Sam. Now that I think of it, his face wasn’t even worth the trouble. Well, my life hasn't been the same since then. I must admit, there's at least one person in the world I hate more than I hate Nick. Shout out to him, what an honour!

’ He grills, and I gulp. ‘Well, yes. I'm feeling attracted to someone. A man precisely. I feel a strong attraction towards him. He also makes me feel things and I find myself wanting him all the time. I think I have a crush on him. A huge crush but that can't be possible.’ There is confusion written on my face as I press send. ‘Anything can be possible sweetheart. And who is this guy that you are having a crush on? The same bastard?’ Good. He catches on quickly and has not forgotten about our last conversation.

He sounded impatient and I kind of felt bad because I knew that he probably had a lot up his ass that he needed to attend to and here I was trying to bring up shit. "No actually, it's you I want to talk and it's about something completely different." I swallowed, here goes nothing, "I have a huge crush on you and I've had it since forever, I love you and you're in my head all the time, I know this isn't the right time to say this but the announcement scared me to death , what's the point of keeping it to myself if I am going to end up dying," I paused to to take a huge breath in and then continued to spore talk, "yeah I just wanted to get that off my chest." My cheeks flushed a bright red as

“That’s… a lot, especially for someone like you, that’s just genuinely crazy.” “It is.” “You’re basically saying—” I pointed at him, then at myself, “—this is not just random.” “It is not random.” I let out a small breath. “Okay,” I said again, softer this time. Then I looked at him. Really looked at him. And for once… I didn’t feel like I had to hide anything. “I kind of have a crush on you,” I admitted. The words came out faster than I expected. But once they were out, I didn’t take them back.

Which is wrong, but could you blame me? I don’t know you that much yet, but that doesn’t stop me from harboring feelings for you. Yes, this is a love letter, in case you’re still confused. This is me, confessing my feelings for you. I like you a lot, Jupiter! I’m happy to know that you’re graduating next week as the top student of your batch. Although, at the same time, I’m quite sad that I won’t be seeing you in the campus anymore. That is why I’m taking this opportunity to reveal everything to you so it would be less humiliating for me because you’d be gone anytime soon.

Intrigued, I moved closer to catch more details about my friend's heartfelt confession. "Hi Ryle! Remember me? We were classmates back in high school." Ryle smiled awkwardly as Crisha continued. She extended the letter with a hopeful expression. "The truth is, I've liked you for quite some time now. If you're interested, I've poured my thoughts into this letter. Feel free to read the details at your own pace." Finally, the confession appeared to be a success, and I couldn't help but smile widely. Crisha made it seem like the confession was a simple feat, but I could sense the courage she had gathered over the years. She was undoubtedly hopeful for a positive response.

I went to our school that morning feeling so happy. I knew it! He likes me. Who would have thought about that? Of course me, just me you're thinking of other stuffs that's why you can't relate I'm just so happy knowing me and my crush had the same feelings, we're mutual. Do you envy me? No baby, don't envy me 'cause trust me your crush likes you just tell him or her what you truly feel you never know, maybe you two have the same feelings.

Flynn took a deep breath, his gaze locking onto me with an almost predatory intensity. "Do you really not know why? It's because I like you. Why else would I drop hockey and come running to you without a second thought?" I stared at him in disbelief and asked again, uncertain, "When you say you like me, do you mean as a friend, or…"

I didn’t know then that he would be my ruin. I crushed n him like a fool. Fantasized about him in ways that and my pillow my only witness. He had a jaw that could cut glass and my courage. It was fatal how he could suck the oxygen out of lungs leaving me gasping and yelping at his sight. A stupid crush, they’d call it. Anna warned me. Don’t fall for a man like him, Krystina. I didn’t listen that time. I was already writing him a letter. Not love, but a confession I wasn’t ready to say out loud. And Anna, the reckless little demon, forced me to slip it into his locker.

he said "Yes, I remember" I smiled. I was glancing down at our hands "That day you became my crush" I looked up. It was not like I don't know it but the point is his body language is suggesting that he is going to unleash a bomb on me. "My crush used to change in 3 months or a month or even in a week thus I believed this is a case for you too. But I was mistaken" He paused "Months passed yet the feeling for you in my heart doesn't lessened. It continues on expanding day by day. I started liking you"