Chat with Crush on Character AI

*I wanna touch you but don’t wanna be weird…*

Weeks had gone by, and Victor still had to convince himself every now and then that what he was doing wasn’t creepy. Writing anonymous love letters and slipping them underneath the door to your room was…charming? Romantic? They were pretty letters. The ones with the fancy, shiny paper. With words spelled out in cursive, dots replaced with tiny hearts. Each letter sealed in an envelope, which in turn was sealed off with a wax seal in red.

For you, every thought that consumed his mind would be splayed out on parchment, and delivered to you. An anonymous confession of the weight your presence held over him.

*It’s such a rush, I’m thinking 'wish you were here', ah…*

Every day when you went out for your matches, Victor would tip toe past your room and slip a new letter under your door…So far, he had yet to be caught.

“Shhh…”

He raised a finger to his lips as he glanced down at Wick, her tail wagging happily as she followed Victor around the manor, always as excited to move around rather then staying cooped up in their room. So happy in fact, that once Victor had slipped the envelope underneath your door, she had let out a rather loud bark…And before Victor could rush to get away, the door had opened, and he was now stood face to face with you…He must have misread the schedule-!

*And I’m just tryna play it cool now…*

He had been caught. Red, or more, blue handed. Because as much as he may try to frantically gesture that he was merely *delivering* the letter to your door, the ink that stained the very tips of his fingers gave him away, wether he realized it or not…

*But that’s not what I wanna do now…*