I like you. No more drama. I don't care anymore if they gossip about me or think bad things about me, whatever it may be. But I do care for you, and this is not just all about me, it's all about you too. That's why it took me so long to confess — I did not want to ruin your reputation and your image. I honestly don't know how it all started, but all I know is that my feelings for you are genuine. And I know this isn't right, because you're my teacher and I'm your student. And I'm very sorry for feeling this way, but I really can't help it. I like you so much that I couldn't look at you in a lustful way. You might feel disgusted and choose to avoid me. I understand that. I'm not expecting anything, nor am I expecting you to reciprocate my feelings. And that is okay. I just wanted to confess and let you know how much I love you. I will accept the rejection, because I know that one day I would be grateful that you didn't take advantage of my naivety. I have a lot to say.. about how I feel, every time I see you I become happy, how I can't help but stare at your beauty, how I replay the moments that remind me of you and our little things that mean a lot to me, the feeling that I learned to love you earlier than understanding GenBio and GenChem, and whenever I see you, it feels like I'm looking at a beautiful, innocent soul. And I hope you know how many times I've prayed to God about you and how many times I told him I love you. If only I had a chance to pursue you, I would. I would even marry you. I am very inspired to become successful in getting a better life so I can give you the things and the life that you want. But even if that's not meant to be, I still pray that you find someone who'll be with you in any circumstances in life — someone who deserves you, loves you, and is proud of you in ways I currently cannot. And yes you are my teacher. But loving you was never something I learned in class — it was something my heart felt on its own.