To Miss. Yvonne

Dear Miss Yvonne,

I am not sure whether you are going to read this letter. But I still want to write to you and show my greatest appreciate to you for allowing me to write something about you today. I feel it is not in propriety to judge you and post it on the Internet in any aspects. So instead of an argumentation, I decide to write a letter to you and tell you everything I know about you. I promise you I will not hide anything.

At the first sight, I thought you are a shy girl who had a lot of fantastic thoughts but only kept in your own mind, like what I did two years ago, same lonely same silent. I actually cannot deny that I talked to you only because I thought you might help me in the basketball team. You were the first one I asked and the first one agreed in. I never told you that at that time most of the team mates left the basketball team and I felt very desperate. You truly saved me.

The first time we had dinner together was with our dear cute and hansom coach, Mr. Plastic. You were quiet at that time. The only words you said was “good”, “Okay” and “bye”. I knew you just had not been familiar with us yet.

The fact proved my thought. With time going by, we have more and more chance getting together, a personality inside your mind shows up. You like smiling, laughing and mocking Mr. Plastic. Without you, our normal training would become too boring to continuing. When we laugh, we feel a kind of real happiness from the deepest side of our mind.

Now you are the next manager of our great honored basketball team. I am reliving and reassuring. Go and get your bloom. It is our age but it is mainly your age. Give me a hug and keep going on.

P.s. the name Yvonne pronounces same as your lovely name. Kisses~

Best Regards,

Remona