I've known how I felt about you since the day you came to our school, but I never told you because I couldn't ruin my reputation. I was selfish and ruined my life, but I was also afraid you would reject me. You were a beautiful, quiet girl with beautiful mixed skin, you never talked much, you just listened, and everyone loved you.
One day, out of the blue, the war started. No one expected it, and despite all the training at our school, it wasn't enough.
1 day was calm. No one was fighting. It looked like they were planning something big. So everyone decided to go find some food. But you stay. I decided that it was my time to maybe try talk to you.

Loud, shy, trustissues, trying to be calm around you...18 years old