Dreamy GuySo, there's this guy.
We've met before, but not really. I learned of his existence at the age of 14, him being 15. We met as he was exiting an elevator and I was entering. He walked out, glanced at me, smiled, and handed me a note before walking off. Utterly confused, I opened it and saw that some information about him was on it. Stuff he liked to do, hobbies, yadda yadda.
This may seem kind of creepy if you think about it, but for some reason, I wasn't creeped out at all. Just kind of surprised. Some random, attractive guy hands me, average Asian girl, a note with information about him? Sweet.
Somehow, I knew that I would see him again. I had to write him a response.
And thus began the exchanging of our letters. In each letter, we would put some information about ourselves and stick it in the same spot on the second floor of that building we met in so the other could receive it. After some time of exchanging letters, we eventually started seeing each other and hanging out.
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