Sissi,
What's with these weird markings under your eyes?
Are they natural or make-up?
~Signed, Odd
Sissi Delmas groaned at the note sent by Odd Della Robbia. Quickly grabbing her pink pen, she scribbled out her reply, folded it gently, and sent it to Odd.
Scrawny,
I'm not sure.
Dad says it's just make-up but I think these are birthmarks.
And why are you asking me this in the middle of the class?
~Signed, Beauty Queen Sissi
Odd glared at how she referred to him as 'scrawny'; he absolutely hated it when people called him that way. He wrote out his reply, folded it into a little paper plane and sent it to Sissi.
Sissi,
How many times I have to say I'm svelte?!
And I'm asking you this now because…
Well, I think I might wind up sleeping when class is over.
~Signed, Odd
Reading the letter, Sissi wrote out her answer and folded it into a heart, but after a few minutes, she decided to keep it to herself. At his seat, Odd waited for the reply until a piece of paper with something written on it was sent to him.
Della Robbia,
If you and Delmas continue sending these love letters to each other, I'll have no choice other than sending you to Delmas' father's room.
~Signed, the teacher
Odd just gulped, not wanting to go to the principal's room. After all, Sissi was the principal's daughter.
Little did he knew, Sissi was going to reply that she found him cute.