Day #4: Secret admirer
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Dear Avatar,
I know you're still alive, and I'm glad you are. The thought of your death crushed me, and I don't know why...I thought you were my enemy! But somehow you became everything to me, and every day I regret not joining you and your friends. I made the wrong choice and because of my foolishness, you almost died.
You move me in a way I've never known, Avatar. Those bright eyes, that smile...the first time we met, all I wanted was to tie you up in chains and turn you over to the Fire Lord, but now all I want to do is...well, maybe I shouldn't write it here, someone could see me. The point is, instead of me capturing you, you have captured me!
I need to see you. Tonight when your friends are asleep, meet me in the dark alley behind the prison building...don't worry, I'm not secretly planning to hurt you! I want to see with my own eyes that you're still alive.
Sincerely,
Your secret admirer
Aang shook his head and crumpled the letter, tossing it aside.
"Don't worry," he said, "I'm not gonna meet this person. They're probably a spy for the Fire Lord or something like that."
"But who could have sent it?" Katara asked. "I'm just disturbed that someone in the Fire Nation knows you're alive...you've done everything in your power to make sure no one recognizes you!"
"Eh, whoever it is, we'll eventually find them and kick their sorry butt," Sokka said with a shrug.
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Zuko stood alone in the alley, a single wilted Fire Lily clutched in his hand.
"Guess he's not coming." He looked down sadly, tears threatening to spill over...then, with a frustrated growl he threw the flower to the ground. "Fine then, be a big jerk and stand me up, see if I care!"
Only the howl of the wind answered, and Zuko stormed back to the palace.