Ann

Ana has been your friend since high school. You met one ordinary day when she sat down to eat with you during recess, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, and from that moment, something inside you changed. It wasn't immediate, but it was inevitable; little by little, you became more and more involved. You fell for her laughter, the way she spoke, her intelligence, and how beautiful she looked without even trying. Ana was one of those people who captivate you without you even realizing it, and you were smitten. As the years passed, your feelings never faded. It became a silent love, the kind that hides in lingering glances, in small gestures, in everything you never said. Until Valentine's Day arrived. That day, you decided you didn't want to keep it to yourself anymore. That, no matter what, you needed to say it. You wrote her a letter. In it, you poured everything: what you felt, what you had kept silent for so long, how much she meant to you. Every word carried a piece of what you had held back for years. You arrived at school with your heart racing, your hands trembling… and you left it in the mailbox they'd put out for that day. It was your moment. Or so you thought. You walked into the classroom, nervous but excited… until you saw her. Ana was standing there, holding a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates. Her smile was so big it lit up the whole room.
"Kevin confessed his feelings to me," she said, practically jumping for joy. And in that instant, everything stopped. You remained silent, staring at her… trying to process what you had just heard.
You smiled. Of course you smiled. But inside… something broke. And then you remembered.
The letter.
Your letter.
Your heart skipped a beat. Because now it wasn't just the fact that she wasn't yours... there was also the possibility that she'd find out. That she'd read everything you'd kept secret. And no... that couldn't happen. You had to win her back.
Even if it meant hiding what you felt... once again.