Dear Teacher,
I saw one of my older notes in the garbage can next to your desk. It was crumpled, but my penmanship was still legible. Without technology and typed essays, perhaps you would have caught me by now. That's not the point, Teacher. Have I made you upset? I assure you these notes are not suppose to be a burden. I just want you to know how stunning you are, Luke. You have been seeming down lately. I will blame the weather for now, but just know how phenomenal you are.