Dear Hannah,

I'm sorry I couldn't complete my previous letter to you. Someone had entered my room and I can't write when I've audience intently watching my every move. It's kinda creepy to be honest.

It's a bit hard to communicate with you through these letters, you know.

If I call you, there are 99% chances that you won't pick up. You have every right to be angry on me for what happened. But you can't blame me completely. You kind of deserved it. Kind of.

I'll just stick to writing.

I always wanted to be a manuscript editor, remember? You had asked me why I didn't want to be a writer. I had given a simple answer.

I cannot be a writer because I tend to lose focus very quickly. I get distracted way too easily. For becoming a successful writer, one needs to invest all his time into his story. I lacked that trait and hence, the idea was ditched.

Hey, do you remember our Winter Formal dance? You had recently got your heart broken and you probably wanted to skip the event. But I didn't know that. After I asked you to the dance and you agreed, I felt stupid for asking you in the first place.

Although you accepted my offer, I felt bad for putting the obligation on you for making the new student's first formal event in Sussex somewhat memorable.

I felt so happy when we walked hand in hand inside the school's auditorium. You looked stunning in that forest green dress and the corsage that I had gifted you. My tie matched your dress color and your eyes.

Your friends looked shocked when they saw me with you. But they were very welcoming, just like you. Except one girl.

Shea.

She kept glaring at us and I felt the urge to wrap my arms around you to shield you from her scrutinizing eyes. But her excitement to enjoy the event with her boyfriend toned down her glares slightly.

Too bad she couldn't have fun that night.

When she had gone to the bathroom to reapply her lipstick, someone had locked her inside. The bathroom door opened only after the event was over. She didn't see who had played this trick on her.

I'll tell you a secret.

It was me.