Yings pov

"Honey, we're going to be late for our flight!" Mom yelled out from the ground floor of our house.

"Coming!" I plugged my earphones back on, with classical music playing as usual. It helps with the brain's development, so I got used to listening to it a lot when im studying.

"Just a few more things left.." I was talking to myself, "Ah,"

I found a very noticable and familiar box hidden beneath my bed. "Gosh, how long has this been in here?" I grabbed the wooden box designed with blue and yellow stripes, then wiped off some dust with my hoodie. ((A/N: dont do this >_<))

I touched the box, examining it.
Suddenly, I notice an "F" mark carved beneath it.

Huh, weird.

As I opened the box, it's contents were revealed; a purple pen, and a couple of...

Letters?
My eyes widened in shock, and a warm smile went across my face.

Now I remember.

-FLASHBACK-

"You like him dont you?" Yaya teased, writing her message down on a piece of paper.

"I dont!" Ying denied, jotting her reply down as well.

"You do~~"
"Nope!"
"Uh-huh!"
"Nuh-uh!"

"Hmph! I wont confess to Boboiboy then!

"Whhaaattt?!!"

"Ha! Admit it!"

"Fine... i like Fang."

"KYAAAAAA!!!!" Yaya mentally screamed, writing down as many A's as she could on that paper, to express how she felt.

"Confess to him!" The girl with the pink hijab added.

"...wait, I've got an idea!"

-FLASHBACK ENDS-

I laughed at my 10 year old-self.

I wrote down a lot of versions of my confession to you, Fang.

And yet I was never able to give any of them to you.

I packed up everything I needed,
then lay the box on my bed.
"Honey!" Mom called out to me once more. "..coming!"

I took one last look at my room, then at the box,

"Thanks, Fang." I smiled,
And closed the door.

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A/N: Im thinking of turning this into a book ( * - * )