I see him sitting across the classroom every day.. his beautiful smile lights up the room.

I always have been socially awkward, of course, unless it's the internet; my tumblr is lit.

Instead of approaching Phil Lester, the school's living sunshine, I decide to write him notes.. and leave the first one in his locker.. with a lotus.

hello!

I am your secret admirer.. in a way.. but less stalker like.. so phil.. how are you? you may not know who I am, but I am not that close to you.. I would like to get closer to you..

your secret admirer x

P.S. just leave these notes in the crack in the wall in the men's bathroom.. right next to the first stall. P.P.S. This lotus is for you

I sign the note and close it. As the bell rings, I run to his locker. I shoved the note in the crack of the locker, hurrying before Phil arrived. My locker was five down from his, so I watched his expression unfold from happy to confused, 0-100 real quick.

Phil tucked my note into his binder and hobbled to his next class.

"I ought to go to my next class," I muttered, and so, I worked my way to English, awaiting my next note from Phil.