“Sometimes, you're not even in the classroom, but looking at your seat, your books, and your pen and paper on the table is enough to make me happy."

After that, Leon Batton opened even more envelopes, all marked with different numbers.

By the tenth letter, he was certain that the numbers indicated the sequence that she had written them.

Each letter contained a young teenager’s feelings toward her crush.

Leon could tell what a humble person she was from her words alone.

He could tell that she had self-esteem issues.

His gaze softened gradually as he read on.

Lynette Batton felt similarly, despite never experiencing a crush on anyone herself. She could somehow relate to how this girl felt.

The siblings found themselves the object of countless admiration over the years, but none of them were as devoted and genuine as the author of these letters.

Lynette realized that this girl paid attention to everything her brother did and every move he made.

He had become something akin to a