I Love Him

I love him

There’s this guy in my school and his name is Joseph. There’s this other guy in my school and his name is Erick.

I love Erick. He’s tall and good looking and kind of fit. He’s popular and I catch him looking at me a lot. Yesterday I saw him looking at him with a beautiful big smile on his face. I know he wasn’t smiling at me but at something his friend told him. But I’ve only talked to him once. Beck in my first semester in 2023 in a technology class I sat next to him. That was back when I was still together with my ex boyfriend, Azazel. I would tell Azazel how tall and good looking he was but I didn’t know his name so he had to guess who he was. He guessed it was a guy named Thomas who is also very good looking and tall, but no it was not him. It was Erick. I found out his name when the teacher called on him once. I remember the high difference between me and him. I was up to his lower chest. And yes he is a yeah older than me. Azazel told me that because he had him in a class that wasn’t shared by the same grade. The day I talked to him was the first time I went back to school when my boyfriend broke up to me. I went up and him and asked what’s his name. And he said “why?” And I told him that I was just asking. He then pointed to a guy next to me and said “same thing as she guy over there.” I looked and then back at him. I didn’t know who that guy was but I already knew his name. I told him that if it wasn’t a bother if I can hang around him because I was scared of a guy named Azazel and that if he saw me with people like him he would leave me alone. He said sure and I just hanged around him. He told me nothing and I tried to start a conversation with him and it didn’t last long. Some people asked me if I was his sister but he said no and I said nothing. That was the last and only time I ever talked to him. Now recently he’s been hanging out closer to where me and my friends do. I don’t know if that’s a sign or if I’m just that delusional and desperate.

I love Joseph. Unlike Erick he is in my grade and I have him in gym class. And also Unlike Erick I’ve “talked” to him. I found out his name was Joseph because my friend Adrina sits next to him. One time I wrote him a letter pretending to be my friend that i hang out with in gym class. I remember it said “hey, my friend has a big ass crush on you and she won’t shut up about you. Can you please talk to her. Her number is #### please call or text her”. She gave it to him but when I went there. And I never got a call or text from him. But I wasn’t gonna give up now. So I tried again. Since my friend Adrina sits next to him I told her to tell him that she has a friend who liked him. It was the end of the day and I was going to my grandmas car so she can pick me up when I saw Adrina. I told her what happened and she told her he said, “I don’t want it.” I had to walked all the way to the car and sit there holding back my tears as I was so confused on why he didn’t want it. Did he know it was me? It was a bit obvious. And if he did know it was me does he not like me? The next week I couldn’t stop thinking about that. But again, I tried to get his attention. I desperately wanted him to talk to me. And him texting or calling me was the only hope I had for him doing so. Roll into the week of Valentine’s Day. In my school they sale valentines grams. There was an extra special one that cost only 5 dollars so I bought it. I don’t remember exactly what I wrote but it was kind of a lot. But I did put my number on it. I have no idea if the grams have been passed out yet. But I hope they haven’t because he hasn’t called. So I just have to wait and answer all the calls I get. The first time I talked to him was in gym class. It was just settle. I asked him what we were supposed to do and he told me. That was the first time I ever got a good look at his face. I liked it. Yesterday I was using my phone in gym class and he asked me the time. I showed him on my phone and he said thank you. Just settle. That day he also chose to sit next to me. Again, it might be a sign he likes me. Or I’m just desperate and delusional. Joseph is not as tall, not as good looking or fit as Erick. He’s also not popular. That’s why when I didn’t know his name yet I would call him Lonely guy. I love lonely guy. I think I love him more than Erick. Not think, I do. It all started when I saw him sitting alone. It reminded me of myself back when I was little. It was before the pandemic. I was shy and quiet, had no friends and was alone. Just like him! He was quiet and lonely. I thought why is he lonely? Especially a guy. That’s rare. I thought and thought about him all the time and couldn’t get my mind off of him until I realized I liked him. I love him. I usually see him looking at me at break, lunch and gym class. Once he was leaning against a pillar while looking at me with his arms crossed. I was kinda shocked as he kinda boldly looking at me. I thought it was a sign he liked me. Or I’m just that desperate and delusional.

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Love, tears, and anger.

What is your favorite Danganronpa game?

My favorite is the second one! I feel like it’s the most exciting one and the one that has more plot!

My best friend drew me and my crush together 🤍(she has no idea how his face looks like) it’s not accurate though because he’s like 6’2 and I’m like up to his lower shoulder- it’s okay tho he’s standing in back of me🎀

I added the bow to make it Coquette 🫶

Little Miss Mary

Chapter 1

My Dear Husband

I woke up at 6:00am. I got off my bed and went to my bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. Hello, my name is Mary Josephine Chaffer. I am 16 and I am married to my 28 year old husband named Joseph. When I was 13 I had fallen in love with Joseph. I moved to America with Joseph when I was 14. So I have been living here for 2 years. I always wake up early so I can get ready for my husband to look at me for a couple of minutes before he heads off to work. I use the bathroom, take a bath, and my maid does my hair and makeup. If you didn't know already, I am living in luxury with my husband. Once I'm done getting ready for the day I head downstairs where my husband is already eating his breakfast. “Good morning my love.” My dear husband Joseph told me as I sat down next to him. “Good morning.” I told him as I kissed his cheek. Naturally, the table is filled with food that my maids have prepared. I always wanted to cook food. But my husband thinks i'm not capable of cooking anything because of my age. But who am I to say anything? This is the life any girl has ever dreamed of! At this time it's 7:10. I started to grab some toast and scrambled eggs from the large platters and put them on my plate. I get full very easily, especially when I eat eggs. “So, how are your sketches going?” Joseph asked me politely. My dear husband has always been interested in my dreams of being a fashion designer. He tells me when I finish school I can go to fashion school. In all, it's not really school. I'm homeschooled because “god forbid I go to school with other people my age.” My husband says. He thinks if I go to school I will find a man my age and fall in love with him. My husband isn't the most confident. I am quite thankful I don't have to go to real school. Even so, I think I would learn more if I went to a real school. “They are going great actually! I’m almost done with a new dress design.” I replied happily as the maids poured me some orange juice in a glass on the table and I started to eat. “Good, make sure you give them to me after work.” My husband replied and I nodded as I continued to eat. Ever since I started making those sketches he brings them to a professional who makes them and they always fit me perfectly! Gosh how I love my husband! “At what time do you think you’ll be home?” I asked him as I took a sip of my orange juice.”hum…I’m not sure. Hopefully by eight.” Joseph said as he scarfed down his food. He then stood up and grabbed the briefcase that was next to him on the ground. “I need to go now my love.” He told me as he kissed me cheek and I did the same. “Be safe. Please get home by eight…” I told him as he rushed to the front door while I kept sitting. “I’ll try my best! Bye dear!”