Romano-X-Reader: Love Letter Airplanes

Sneaking around was my forte, I easily disappeared into the crowds and shadows albeit I didn't know why. I was a wallflower with little friends and a crush on the school's best soccer player, a hotheaded Italian named Lovino Vargas.

I'm definitely crazy

I always hear the girls talk about his brother, which drove me mad because that boy was just too perky for my tastes, but I've never heard anyone talk about Romano that way

Was I the only one?

Stealthily turning the corner, I immediately spot a conversation

With Romano and the school sweetheart Victoria

"Y-You love me..?" Romano stutters, a blush growing on his cheeks

Victoria nods "I do..."

And when that handsome smile came across Romano's face, the one I thought he only put on around me, I hurriedly turned back

'I am such a stupid idiot...' I sat on the ground, my knees to my chest and my head buried in my arms 'What's so special about Victoria anyway? She has brown hair and brown eyes and I have (h/l) (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes... How come Romano thinks she's prettier?'

I sat there sulking until something pokes my head, sharp but not too sharp, and I look up then down to see a red paper airplane laying on the ground

"Ouch..?" I mutter as I pick it up and scanned it for anything special

Then a thought hit me 'Why not unfold it?'

Gingerly unfolding it, I read the inked in words:

Dear (Name),

You may think that nobody notices you but I do!! And I wanted you to know that I love you, I just wish I could tell you in person but I can't. 

Maybe one day I'll gain enough courage but right now I can just write about it, I'm sorry. And, this is so cliche, I want you to wait for the day that I can tell you these feelings in person. If you can't wait for me, if you're waiting for some other lucky bastard else, than I'll accept that.

I don't want to just tie you down if you don't even love me

Though the stupid part is that you don't even know who I am, I just can't tell you yet

With hopes that you'll wait for me,
Leonardo di Vinci

My heart beating fast, I press the piece of paper to my chest 'Someone loves me?'

'But Leonardo di Vinci is dead...' I furrow my eyebrows 'Must be an alias'

And, as I strut down the halls with confidence that was totally unlike me, I smile because there was someone who actually loved me, even if it wasn't Lovino

Or was it..?