I'm a little sad to see my idea isn't quite original, as you've already written a letter of your own, but if it makes you feel any better, I debated with myself several times before deciding to submit this. I've felt a steadily growing affection for you since you first wanted to hang out, and our trip to the amusement park only solidified how I saw you. I know I tease you a lot about being cute to me, but it's not only that. You're funny, sweet, and incredibly charming, not to mention you share the same sense of honesty I do and haven't been afraid to show me your vulnerabilities - calling you cute is just an easy way to encompass all of those things. I really appreciate finding someone with such qualities, considering I thought I'd die alone.

That being said, I'm happy to be your Valentine this year, as long as you'll be mine, of course. I wanted to gift you a little something for the next time we get to be lazy and watch movies together... If you think that the candy can survive being in your dorm with those other hungry kids. If not, though... You can keep it at my place since you are free to come visit any time you like.

Before I go drawling on like the sentimental old fool that I am, I'll cut this letter short and end it with my love, and the hope that come this Wednesday, you'll meet me in the confessional so I can reiterate all this to you, face to face.