A/N: I got this idea from a book I wrote in the past, but I'm turning it into an actual story... I'm writing this until I start my book Jesse's girl.

Dedicated to: ShannonCataldi

Sebastian was stood outside a door with his lacrosse equipment in his hand searching for the key, but it wasn't just any door, it was the door to his dorm and he was trying to find the key to it as he locked the door and he doesn't share his dorm with anyone, as he was searching for the key he remembered it was in his lacrosse bag. He opened his bag, and found his key, and was now opening the door to his dorm after being at practice. Once he opened it, he walked in and placed his lacrosse things in his closet and walked into his bathroom to shower and get rid of the stink and sweat that had built up from training. Once he walked out feeling refreshed from his shower he got dressed and he walked over to his bed to go to sleep as he was tired from not only training but also the heat, and as he walked over and passed the door, he saw something that caught his eye he stopped walking and noticed it was an envelope on the ground behind his door, he knew it wasn't there when he walked in. He walked over to his door, kneeled down to the ground and picked up the envelope that had his name on it but no other name. He opened it and saw a piece of paper inside. He stood up from the ground and walked over to his bed. He sat down, turned on his lamp on his bedside table and the curiosity got the better of him, and he took out the paper, opened it, and he read it in the light that shone in his room from the lamp.

Dear Sebastian,

If you are reading this then you have opened the envelope that I placed in your dorm from underneath your closed door. I know what you are thinking, is this a love note because I need to tell you that I love you but I'm afraid and no one knows that I love you, well if you are thinking that then you are wrong this isn't a love note, but it's more a letter. I just need to talk to someone about everyone and everything, and I can't talk to just anyone, or talk to everyone. I feel like I can talk to you, but it has to be through these letters, and you can't tell anyone, and I'm worried that you might reply so I won't put my name or even my nickname from you at the bottom of the letters but I will put a fake name. The reason you can't reply to these letters is because then everyone will know I got in contact with you, but I know even if I say don't reply to me, you will anyway, and if you do, you should give the note to the one girl you trust and she will give it to me. but if you don't reply, then I will say, that you know me and I'm girl.

I'm treated like crap at school and I got bullied, everyone judges me and questions me. I'm ugly and I tried to get a nose job because someone at school gave me a broken nose. I can't go on like this anymore, so that is why I wrote to you, in hopes that it will make me feel better, and right now i feel like crap and feel like I'm not good enough.

From
Iris West-Allen

As Sebastian finished reading the letter, he was shocked and surprised. Someone wrote him a letter trying to call out for help from their messed up life. He reread it, trying to make sense of it. He picked up the envelope from his and looked at the front where it had is name, and then at the back where it was empty. He knew the name at the bottom of the letter was fake, he had to know who wrote it, he wanted to help the girl, but he didn't know how. He walked over to his desk and placed the letter in the top drawer and picked up some paper and a pen and began writing.

Dear Iris West-Allen,

Thank you for your letter, your secret is safe with me, and don't worry I won't tell anyone what you write to me, I love the name you picked as well.

You shouldn't be treated like crap at school, and you shouldn't get a nose job. Even though I know you but not know who you are based on these letters, you are beautiful no matter what, and you shouldn't listen to them, they are probably jealous.

From
Sebastian

Sebastian finished writing the letter, and placed it in an empty envelope ready to give to Rachel, the one girl he does trust and the one girl he cares about, well there are two girls he cares about.

He walked over to his bed, and laid down looking at the ceiling before closing his eyes with one thought in his mind.

He was going to find this girl, and help her, with Rachel's help.

But little did he know, was the girl who sent him the letter, and send him one each day is also the only girl he trusts, but not even he knew that, especially when he starts to question his own sexuality because of her.