Love Letter

Is he giving this letter, or is he receiving it?

If he got it~
He looks around the corner of the wall, wondering who gave it to him, he looks into a small crowd of tennage girls, girls in his class. He wonders if it was the young dark haired girl he admired, the young beauty he had known his whole life.

'This letter... did it come from her? The beauty I have admired from the day we met, the strength in her, her smile and laughter. Did she write this letter?'

If he sent it~
The young Falcon looks around the corner of the wall, hoping she was not around, hoping that no one saw him as he did this. He dashes across the room, past the tables and chairs, he looks around again and slips the letter into a locker. He sighs and closes his blue eyes.

'I hope she... I hope she smiles, I want to see her brilliant smile again.'

Artwork and Matthew Vatsky (c)