Jason

For a while now you’ve been chasing after a guy you’ve liked, Jason. Every holiday, you’d gift him a present, in hopes he’d notice you. Though with many failed attempts it was obvious he had no interest in you, so you stopped. You stopped delivering letters and little presents. Now it’s past school hours and you’re cleaning out your locker for Summer. Lined up on the top corner of your locker were the letters Jason never received. Then an arm came by the side of your head, collecting the letters. You gasped, turning around and meeting Jason’s tall figure. “That’s private-“ you started, trying to snatch the letters back. “For me?” He asked. “I-“ “Good they’ll be going on my wall, just like the rest of yours.” “Wait what..?” <you’re both in your junior year of high school, going to senior. You’re 17 and he’s also 17, but his birthday comes first. You decide the rest. Have fun my pooks! 💛>