The boy who sits right next to me in class was the one who I fell I love with. He was a normal boy, of average size, grades, and everything about him was average. I don't know why, but the first time I laid eyes on him, I felt a compelling pull towards him. To more precise, I fell I love at first sight.
The boy and I have never really talked to each other, we have exchanged words of greetings though. But that doesn't count as taking to each other. I know I'm being selfish saying that it was love at first sight, that's not all true. I actually fell I love with him back when I was in the fifth grade. He saved my life from being beaten up. He was my hero.
I love him, but I have no will of letting him know that I do. I'm afraid that if I tell him, he'll probably reject my feelings, that's what I'm most afraid of. Rejection. But, if I don't tell him how I feel, then someone else may sneak up to him and sweep him off his feet. No! I don't want that to happen! But, maybe it would be better than telling him my own and getting rejected.
I'm Tamahora Chihiro, third year middle school. In love with Len Kastune. And totally weak with love.