It was from you, the very first batch of my brats. You were infatuated. By me. By me having the same interests with her.
Morita, I still remember that name. And I still remember his character. We were like shy shy teenyboppers expressing how we were so into Morita. I could tell how excited you were, how you wanted to just spend the whole 1 hour talking about anime and specifically Morita but the eyes thwarted that and we didn't really know each other and so you and I just shied away..It was exciting, in an awkward way. You're right, not many of our species would choose to waste the time sharing our infatuation towards fictitiously non-existent dorks. They rather swoon at the thought of some narcissists. I do enjoy those nonsensical stuffs too but I get bored of them easily
I wish I could tell you, the writer of the letter, that I too was astounded with the first impression that you displayed. You spoke out things that I had no courage to blurt it all out. You are quiet yet smart. As I went back home that day, the very first time I talked to you, the thought of you lingered.
Where are you now? Hopefully you found some other anime-freaks to go crazy with.
And I wonder if you still have the same image of me as you did 3 years back. I have changed but am not very different. I'm no longer afraid of differences between people. And I wish you the same too
