Dear Anonymous,
See yesterday, when you poked me and I poked you back and you actually got hurt? Yeah, that was on purpose for not giving me a damn when we haven't seen each other properly since you graduated. And today, when you slapped my arm and I slapped you back, that was a thank you for all you'd done today. I REALLY don't know what to tell you. If I could I'd just attack you and give you a hug but I can't, but I think the look you gave me showed me you understood well enough.
You did, didn't you?
Man, how DO you think up such things? XD Damn you, they twisted our minds till we could no longer think. And to spend the whole day doing that just for us... It WAS really nice.
I think I felt different than the rest of them did. THEY never lived in a room across yours for years. THEY were never bugged by you like I was. They never knew how nice it was to have you around. They still don't know how much you mean to me.
You taught me a lot. A LOT. And I'm sure you've forgotten most of it, but I haven't. Nor do I think I ever will.
You do understand, don't you?
-me.