stuff we did | tenya iida

day seven

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Dear Secret Admirer,

I blushed reading your letter. You think highly of me hmm? I've been trying to find out who you are but it's been increasingly difficult. Are you even in Class 1-a?  I wonder about you far too much. Do you wonder about me? 

Shut up and drive by Rihanna. Lyric: 

I've been looking for a driver who is qualified, so if you think that you're the one step into my ride

 I'm a fine-tuned supersonic speed machine, got a sunroof top and a gangster lead

Sincerely Tenya Iida.

I feel embarrassed reading the note from him, and even more embarrassed listening to the song. I never knew Tenya Iida could be so dirty. 

Dear Tenya Iida,

Read and listen to this alone, please. However I hope it makes you just as flustered as the song you gave me. It's True Love Cafe. Also, I have a proposition for you. But first, the lyric:

You have such a beautiful face,

I've been dreaming about it between my legs.

As for the proposition: Next Friday is the dance. I'll be alone, waiting for you. I'll be very secluded. Find me, and when you do, I'll tell you it's me. Sound good? I hope so.

Sincerely, Secret Admirer.

I slide it under his dorm door, since it is a private letter. When it is late at night, when no one is awake but me, I hear him play it. And more importantly I hear him gasp, and then chuckle. 

He enjoyed it.

I enjoyed hearing his laugh.

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