Dear Tadashi,
I know it's weird that I'm writing this, a letter, to you. After all, I meet you every morning at the greenhouse. I see you everyday. I see the way you flip your silky brown hair, wink at me and then, give me a killer smile... hmm.. And all I'm able to do is punch, kick, you with fists and feet, just to hide the embarassement of blushing, when I look at you.
But today, Tadashi, I am addressing this letter to you. Strange, isn't it? It's something that you, out of all the people would not expect me to do. I know that very well. So, even though this letter is addressed to you, I will never ever hand it to you.
What remains here is the purpose of this letter. Why am I writing this letter to you? I'm still thinking about it, trying to put it into words... So here it goes... Tadashi, since the time I've met you, I've always felt something ; something that earlier, I couldn't or didn't want to realise. But now I truly know about my feelings... Tadashi , I Love You; I've always loved you but as I said earlier, I was too slow to realise it.
The truth is, that every morning when I see you smile at me, I skip a heart beat; The truth is, that everytime I make some confectionery, I think about how much you'd enjoy it; and the truth is, that when everytime I head for home in the evening , I slow down a little, hoping that from behind, you'd give me call and stop me, so that we could walk home together.
Of course, I won't tell this to you face to face. Like everyone else, even I fear rejection, even though I pretend to be strong. But I will wait, Tadashi, for you to realise what I feel for you. I know what a dense-headed brat you really are, but I won't give up and confess my feelings to you, one day. Till then, let me take charge of this letter so that it can remind me of how much I love you, everyday...
Yours and yours forever,
Akira