Riyao: Reading a humour fic about Jack and the relationships between him and the girls encouraged me to write this, ironically enough. While you're reading this, could you please note down in your review of who's telling this? It's obvious, but I just wanna make sure the reviewers know who this is. I haven't played the game in a while, so forgive me if some of the things in here are incorrect. Btw, inform me if you see any of those annoying 3/4 things: -- they're suppose to be dashes!
Flames, criticisms, compliments, and so on are welcomed.
EDIT: changed each of those ¾ things into -- and some errors that were grammatically incorrectly. Why didn't anyone tell me I was using those semi-colons wrong!
I... I love you.
I love you Jack.
If only I could say those words to your face.
Here I am now, thinking about you. How can a shy and quiet girl like me win the heart of any man, especially yours?
My father told me all about you when you first arrived to the ranch. He said that a "strong, independent young boy" was coming to take over the old ranch by the Green Ranch. I figured that with a ranch to take care of, you wouldn't have enough time to know the village. But you've proven me wrong. You've befriended every single person in the village--even taken the hearts of the girls. And you've taken my heart as well.
You would always come to the library--despite of the field and animals that were in desperate need of caring--just for me. Even on days it rained. Even on days with heavy snow. You even came for me when I sprained my ankle. Had it been someone else, they would've called for help. But you stayed there with me and comforted me when the tears rolled out of my eyes. When you took me upon your back, it was... it felt as if you really cared for me--as if I was your only concern in the world. For once in my life, I felt significant.
He's only doing it out of sympathy like the kind boy he is. If it were someone else, he would've done it anyways.
That was the truth. I was nothing special to him.
Several times, I caught you talking to Ann... Karen... All of them! You looked so happy when you were talking to them... you'd never talk to me like that. And that's what depresses me.
At some point, I caught you blushing when you were talking to Ann. Grey's told me how much time you've spent at the Green Ranch, and how he would often find you and Ann strolling down the roads of Mineral Town. Despite of his jealousy of you and how you're consuming the majority of Ann's time, he told me that he would be more than glad to have you as his brother-in-law. He knows that you'll take good care of her. I told him--in response--that he may have been capable of treating his wife well, he wasn't able to mend the broken hearts of his admirers.
Karen... I've never been to the bar late at night before, but she's told me on how frequently you would arrive there. Sometimes you would come for a drink, sometimes you would come just to hang out with friends. And on even some occasions, it wasn't either of the two. She told me that once you brought your dog Kero, to the bar. That was disastrous. He leaped on all the tables, drank whatever could've been drunken; it was a mess. In spite of that, you'd still bring your dog to the bar--tamer each time--because you knew how much Karen loved your dog. With his golden fur, beaming eyes, and affable bark, it was no wonder Karen quickly came to love you. You did that--all just for her.
I know their affection towards you. You've taken their hearts.
Ann's optimism, Karen's beauty, Popuri's jollity, Elli's sincerity; I can't compete with that! What do I have? My big, thick, dorky glasses; my stuttering and shyness; my lust for literature? I'm not alluring, I'm not a wondrous cook, I'm not humourous, I'm not even merry! There's nothing I can do for you, unlike the others. Weed your yard maybe, but nothing that you can't handle yourself.
Jack... even if you're happily married to someone else, I'll still love you from afar. I'll watch for your well-being.
I'll be the dork that loves you, Jack.