Dear Nicho,
It is with great sadness that I write you this letter. This morning I boarded a train to take me away from our little town. This letter is all that will remain of me, a memento containing a secret: my love for you. I've long loved you, ever since we were children. Your black horns and spiky skin were so pleasant to the touch, and i still shiver at the memory of them brushing up against me. I've been dying to tell you I loved you since we were children, but the time never seemed right. Now it is too late for our love to blossom. but know I'll never forget you, my spiky black devil.
with love always,
Hotshot64
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