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This file might be something you call a cringy one since you're always quick to judge about things that I write, but I'm still continuing. Besides, it's mine. This is my story. Wait, it's kinda ours. Laugh all you want but finish this file or I'll haunt you at night. I just did this out of boredom. I wanted something to remember you by. And I thought u'd want this as well.

Well, this is just a letter for you but I think this file contains everything important. About you, about us. How we became friends, what memories we created together. This is short so don't complain! Go ahead and enjoy urself, mofo. Keep this so you can remember me, and I'll appear in ur dreams keke.

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Hate letter for stiff-faced:

You're probably reading this right now while lazily sitting on ur bed. well, enjoying reading!! -.-

It was the rainy season. The most awaited season in our country since it was always hot. We always wore light weight clothes and always wanted to be inside an air conditioned place. But when this was the season, we always looked forward to cold mornings and coffee. Probably just hot choco for us? Adults say we won't grow tall if we drink coffee at a young age, but look at you drinking coffee everyday like it's water. But well, I always looked forward to seeing you inside the classroom with your headphones and sipping from your coffee while looking outside the window.

Seriously, it felt like summer was the only season we had. Well, kinda true but there's the rain during june or july. But anyway, during summer we'd always hang out since it's break. After a long day, I'll always go home smelling like the sun mixed with the smell of sweat. Takes me back to my younger days when I still hadn't met you.

How was it for you? When you were a child, I mean. D'you sneak out when your mom tells you to sleep during the afternoon or do you really sleep? Man, if you did, I'd call you a boring gal, hahaha. Kidding aside. I'd probably pursue you to sneak out with me even if you didn't want to. If you still wont say yes, i'd pull you and go out. I don't take no for an answer, right?

Remember elementary? It was the last grade when we were in the same class. You were an outcast. Or maybe I was too? Maybe we were both an outcast and just happened to find something in each other. I mean, our personalities kinda clashed. I'm surprised that we became close. I don't really know nor do I care but I don't really remember anymore how we decided to be friends or who was the first person to approach who. I was just generally happy that I got to spend my remaining year in middle school with you. I guess they say it's important to make your last year memorable.

Wow, felt like a mature person while saying that when it was just elementary days, hahahahaha.

I'm not gonna lie here when I say that i was kinda worried that we won't really get to talk that much since you always gave me cold and short replies. You never showed interest in my own hobbies, I don't even know if you know your own. But I pushed you to do the things you want to try right? Find a passion, I said. Find something that you'll love and enjoy doing.

You know, I always wanted to be someone like you. Carefree, doesn't give shit about what people would think, lives in the moment. Maybe that was it? Why we became weirdly close and attached to each other. I wanted to be like you, and you wanted to be like me? Well, I don't really know what you like about my personality but I guess you have a weird taste.

That year drifted by fast like it was only for a month. We lived near each other. We were in the same neighbourhood but I don't know what I was so anxious about when I know we would still see each other if ever we go into different high schools.

I had my doubts, dude. I thought you were stalking me when we ended up in the same school. Kidding. There was a part in me that was expecting that and I'm not gonna lie that I was very happy about it.

Our first year as high schoolers were filled with happiness. I'm kinda questioning why we don't get sick of each other, hahaha. Don't you get sick of talking to the same person everyday? I'm glad if you're not but if you are, fok u -.-

Ahh!! Remember when dead leaves would fall off of the trees and we'd, rather I would always joke that we have fall season in our country, hahaha! That was dumb. But it was fun being all goofy and weird with you. You have had a stiff face ever since elementary but when high school came, you smiled little by little. And when we joked at that time, that was the first time I saw you laugh so brightly. My heart stopped beating for a second and that's when it started. Me questioning if I like you, if that was right.

After some time, I gave it up. I decided to stop thinking about it. And from then on, everything resumed to how it was before. We continued to stay by each other's side. Until I saw you passed out in the school's restroom. I didn't know what to do so I picked you up, carried you to the infirmary and waited for you to wake up. I didn't even feel that I had fallen asleep beside you and when I woke up, you were chuckling while looking at me and ruffled my hair. How can you pretend like nothing happened to you when I ran as if my life depended on it.

I think that's where it started. I always worried for you. I never wanted you to do too much work. I was scared that I'll see you down on the floor again but you always teased me about it, moron -.-

For years you always pretended that you were okay. Always smiled and had fun around me. But when your mom called me that night, god knows how fast I changed my clothes and got a cab to go to where you were. We were both 17 at age that time. At 17 you were there laying on the hospital bed. Asleep and very pale. My best friend, my partner in crime. While I looked at you while your mom was looking at me, that's when I realized that you're someone special to me. I don't care if people looked at it as something wrong because I like someone the same gender as I am. I didn't care.

I only wished for you to get better. I wished for this to be a dream but I know better than anyone. I don't like to delude myself. I heard your mom clearly even though most of my attention was on you. Even though she said it wasn't that severe, you needed to be healthier.

When I woke up the next day, I saw you standing in front of the window while the sun was rising. It was perfect. Almost too perfect that I thought i was dreaming but when you faced me and smiled at me like you were perfectly fine, that's when I knew that I wasn't dreaming.

It was like my legs were possessed but I unconsciously stood up and walked towards you. You looked puzzled when I hugged you but I wanted to feel your warmth, I wanted to hear your heartbeat, I wanted to hear you breathe. And after 17 years, I cried for the first time.

Wow, the feels I get while the 19 year old me is writing this right now. That's just really it. I have more. Just so you know, call it weird or childish but I have a folder that has our memories. But of course, I'll spare myself from embarrassment and your teasing. Don't u ever dare open it when I'm not around. Don't sneak in my room!

See you tomorrow, stiff-faced!