I first met Ludwig when I was a little girl. We were both in the same class, but he moved here from Germany a few weeks prior.
Blonde hair, blue eyes, and an accent that took me a while to understand.
But I’ve been best friends ever since I started talking to him. And in Junior high I developed a hopeless crush on him that followed me to highschool, which is where I am now. We’re both sophomores. We’ve still been almost inseparable, but since we have different classes it’s been hard to spend as much time with him as before.
And there’s no way he can possibly like me. None. There’s already enough girls fawning over him, why would he even consider liking his best friend? That’s all we are. Best friends. Nothing more.
I kept my feelings to myself until the last day of school.
I passed him a note during English, explaining my feelings for him. I told him not to open it until school’s dismissed for the summer.
And that’s what happened. T