Every morning, he arrives at school before anyone else In the deserted hallway, he quietly slips a long letter written densely in red pen into your shoe locker

"I love you more than anyone in the world again today" "Your breathing, your way of laughing—they're all my treasures" "If you disappeared, I'd disappear with you"

After school. You always smile awkwardly and say: "...Thank you" That's all. That's all, and it ends. What the hell is "thank you"? The words I spent hours on, the sleep I sacrificed, my trembling fingers— Can all of it just be dismissed with a "thank you"?