The closer you got to school, the more the anxiety rose from the pit of your stomach and up into your throat. You tried to swallow it down again but it wasn’t working- and that just pissed you off.
“Fucking HELL, what is wrong with me? I’m not usually like this?!” You stormed in through the iron gates and walked directly to the building and your locker, grumbling to yourself to ‘get your shit together’ as you angrily unlocked your locker door and threw it open.
As the light from behind you fell on your opened cubicle you saw a little white envelope sitting there next to your school shoes and you wrinkled your brows in wonder at it.
“What’s this?” You thought as you reached out a hand and picked it up.
It had your name on the front so you unceremoniously dumped your things into the locker and pulled some books out then stepped back and closed the door; still staring at the envelope in your hand.
Then suddenly it clicked.
“…. oh god… wait… WAIT?!”
You glanced up and around the busy locker room then ran to the girl’s bathroom nearby and locked yourself in a cubicle, sitting down on the toilet lid and fumbling with the envelope.
“Is this a confession note? Is this from Iida??”
Your shaking fingers tore the envelope open and you pulled a small folded piece of paper out while your heart threw slow, heavily painful beats against the inside of your rib cage as you unfolded the note.
“Dearest Y/N,” it read…
“I am very good with words until it comes to you, and then I find myself speechless in your presence.”
I have been trying to summon the courage to confess my true feelings for you but I am finding it difficult to convey them adequately and thus have resorted to a letter of confession.
I will admit, the first time that it was revealed you had a boyfriend, my heart broke- not for my sake, but for the fact that this person treated you like trash when I knew I could treat you like treasure.
Please forgive me if none of my words make any sense, and forgive my forwardness but I have one selfish request that I would be most delighted if you would honour…
Would you meet me behind the courts this evening at 4:00pm? I would like to confess my love for you out loud and would like to hear your reply.
Your thumping heartbeat was working so hard to keep your blood pressure stable that it pulsated your vision, the intense black and coloured splotches beating in your peripheries like some kind of weird disco.
“How do I even reply to this? Do I accept if he asks me to be his girlfriend?!”
The knot in your stomach tightened and you stood up and tucked the letter into your pocket, still unsure of what to say to Iida at 4pm.
Slowly you walked out of the cubicle and down the still busy hall to the home classroom and entered.
As you stepped inside you saw Iida sitting stiffly at his desk and your movement in the doorway caught his eye, the two of you staring at each other for a second before you both hurriedly looked away.
Not wanting to make a spectacle of yourself you quickly walked, with head down, to your desk and sat, refusing to look in Iida’s direction as he snuck a glance back at you.
“Hey!” D/F called out to you as she entered.
You looked up and gave her a weak smile as she walked over and sat down at her desk beside yours.
“We have heaps to catch up on!” she said emphatically, smiling at you as your eyes wandered shyly towards Iida.
He was already looking at you and blushed as your eyes made contact with his, making him quickly avert his gaze and push his glasses up a little as he made it look like he was looking at something else.
D/F caught the awkwardness instantly and smirked when she saw that you both seemed a little flustered.
“Did something happen?” she mouthed cheekily at you.
You shook your head and mouthed back, “I’ll explain later…”
She nodded and gave you the thumbs up then the teacher entered the room and the day began.
All morning you and Iida exchanged glances, it was strange but you felt even more drawn to him. Maybe it was everything you two had been through in such a short space of time together but you actually really just wanted to be in his arms right now.
At lunchtime you and D/F headed off across the oval to sit and talk in private and she immediately bought up the topic of Iida again.
“So?” she asked with a smirk, “what’s with you and class rep, huh?”
“Nothing,” you said bluntly, pulling the note out and handing it to her, “read this though…”
“What is it?” she asked as she took the letter and opened it, her eyes scanning as she read the first few lines, “holy shit?!… is this a confession letter-,” she read a bit more- “it is!” she gasped, “is it Iida, I bet it’s Iida, tell me it’s Iida… OH FUCK, CAN SOMEONE GET THAT FUCKING PHONE?”
“BECAUSE I JUST CALLED IT!”
“GURL?! I fucking called this! I told you he was going to confess to you, holy SHIT… it’s happening… what are you going to say? You’re saying yes right? You HAVE to say yes. It’s yes or yes,” she rambled, throwing the letter to the side and grabbing your shoulders then letting go and standing up, touching her forehead with disbelief then grabbing you again.
“Are you done?” you asked with a smirk as you tried to look disinterested but internally you were flipping out just as much as she was.
“You’re saying yes,” she stated.
“I’ll say what I want to say,” you replied defiantly.
“… which is a yes,” she said.
“You’ll just have to wait and see,” you replied mysteriously.
She groaned and did the most dramatic flop back down beside you again, hanging off your arm.
“Can I spy?” she asked excitedly.
“If you spy then it’s a definite no.” You threatened.
“Babe, pleeeeeease, I want you to be with him. All jokes aside you two really suit each other, I’m being serious now.” she begged, clinging to your arm and shaking it.
“You’ll just have to wait and see,” you said with a smirk, keeping tight lipped about what you were going to say to him at 4pm.