I have no idea if Evelyn has been reading the letters or not. Because so far I haven't been getting any hints. Even after sending two of them.

“What – Did she reply to anything ?” Shreya asks, her voice partially breaking and her video getting stuck.

“Nope.” I say.

“Should you really be doing this ?” Vijesh asks, adjusting the white pillow behind his head.

“Why ? What's wrong ?” Sujitha asks. “It might be good for him to let out his feelings you know ?”

“Also it's so romantic,YAAAAA!” Shreya exclaims.

“Only if you had a girlfriend only know you would understand.” Sujitha says and I laugh while hearing everyone else go “OHHHHHHHHHHHH.”

“Hey SHUT UP OK !” Vijesh says, laughing. “In fact if you don't know Sunil and I have been writing love letters to each other for like six months.”

“Oooooooooohhhhhhh!” Sujitha exclaims.

“Anyways guys, gotta scoot now, bye !” Vijesh says.

“BYEEEEEE!!” both Shreya and Sujitha say at the same time.

I didn't know what to write to Evelyn yesterday. So I just wrote about the first episode of My Hero Academia. Figured that's why she hasn't said anything back.

I am actually starting to wonder how stupid this idea is. I mean, in the end, all those letters are gonna get put into the fire or the garbage truck, so what is even the point ? Plus, I don't even know if she is actually reading them or not.

But then I start to think that, 'Ok, this might not be the stupidest thing I have ever done.' I mean IT IS stupid. But it's a stupid thing that I might as well like doing it.

I imagine her reading my letters but I can't imagine her reaction. That's the funny part I assume. That despite me having a good enough imagination of things, I am still unable to imagine her. I mean sure, I can imagine her. I can imagine her crying or laughing while reading my letters but that is only my limit so far. Bound to my imagination.

Beyond that, what would she actually feel ? The smile on her face? The look in her eyes? I don't think reality would often keep in pace with my mind. Reality would have it's own story to tell. And she might be a whole new person in that story.

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A person that I can't seem to weave in my head.

I sigh.

Oh Evelyn, why does things have to always be this difficult ?

* * *

Dear Evelyn

I hope you have read my previous two letters.'Cos if you haven't then I am gonna be really sad :( You shouldn't betray My Hero Academia like that. Your beloved blue chips will go to hell if you do. Also I thought of sending you the blue chips but if you don't read then I won't, hehe :)

You know, the other day I was thinking about the first day we met. When you became a part of our group. I still remember our very first conversation, where you tried to tell me where you lived. And I have always wondered, how was that moment so perfect ? How did everything go so perfectly during that time ? It almost felt like I was in a scene from a movie. You know ? The classic scene where the boy is sitting in class and all of a sudden the girl enters and the boy has this dreamy look in his eyes and starts seeing hearts flying around her head with some romantic song playing in the background and everything is perfect in that one moment? That's how it felt. A magical moment for me.

I still remember the joyfulness that I saw in you when you were talking to us. I had never seen anything like that before. You were like a little box filled with surprises.

Also the day when we had all gone to Baskin Robbins, you had come with us for the first time. Everything about that day, it didn't seem real to me. The way the light danced off your hair, coloring it in it's warm hazel. The way the breeze carried your laugh. The sun, the shade, the birds chirping combined with your laugh, that could make anyone feel alive ; I really felt blessed on that day you know. And trust me you continued to make me feel that way , for a long long time.

Yours ever so truthfully,

Kriyank.

P.S. - Hey ! Here's another one of my surprises :)

You made stars reborn in my eyes,

A thousand nights to go on for.

But the one to come first,

was the one that made me sure.

Too many things going slow,

And yet I can't make it stop.

How will I ever live it thoroughly ?

Only you shall let me know.

For everything that I have seen till I grow old,

Never will I see, the way the light shines on you

For you start to shine, my dear

In the colors of hazel and gold.

I have seen the blue in your eyes,

the scent of the summer that made me choose.

Your laugh in the husky dawn, a thousand lives

That would stay with me in a million hues.