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Unsent Desires

Summary:

I considered just getting a diary but something about that felt dumb. Not that letters seem cool or something. Letters I definitely won’t ever send.

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Ao'nung's feelings for the new boy at school grow into something a little more than just a friendship. He finds himself writing letters to make sense of everything.

Notes:

Hellooooo!!!! I just randomly got this idea and I honestly don't have a plan for it, I'm really just going with the flow. I don't know how often I'll post a chapter but since I have a lot of free time, probably quite often. I have no clue whether people are going to read this or not. If you enjoy this though I'll definitely keep writing.

Chapter 1: Dear long braids,

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Monday, August 29

Dear long braids,

You walked into class today and I don’t even know your name. You said you were new and just moved into town. Not to me you said that too, just as a basic introduction. I guess since the year just started you haven't missed too much. 

I don’t know why I’m writing this, I’m probably just curious about you. I don’t care too much about you to be honest, you just seem interesting enough for me to question who you are.

I considered just getting a diary but something about that felt dumb. Not that letters seem cool or something. Letters I definitely won’t ever send.

I’m not sure why the first thing I noticed about you were your braids. The beads in the front are cool, not to mention that feather. I don’t notice stuff about people, I don’t care enough. I know too much about people for my own good. My sister and her friends always gossip and I can’t help but eavesdrop. You just came though and no one knows anything. I got used to knowing and now being unsure feels weird.

When Mr. Laniez told you to take the empty seat at the front, I kind of wished he sent you to the back next to me. Our school is really small, this entire town is small. It doesn't feel right to not know someone. 

My friend, Roxto didn’t seem to care at all, I wonder if anyone else really cares. I really don't think you'll have trouble getting to know people.

You seem nice. 

It feels random to make such a hassle in such a random situation.

I still don’t know why I’m writing, I guess I like being aware of my surroundings.

You spoke really quietly when introducing yourself. Next time speak up, I want to hear you.

If this ever gets out and you somehow see this I’ll probably die of embarrassment.

I don’t know why I’m so worked up. I feel like this entire letter is just me not knowing.

I hope I see you tomorrow in history again. Maybe then I'll learn your name. 

 

Ao’nung

 

(P.S: No offense, I thought you were a girl at first with your braids.)