Puck You Not

He was trying to write someone else but ended up in my inbox instead.

Of course, I answered to let him know I was not, in fact, who he was looking to contact. Then he wrote me back, again and again. He doesn't know who I am, but I sure know him. He's the star captain of our university's hockey team and soon to go pro.

Just for that, I should stop answering him.

Because I'm just the mousy, slightly nerdy girl who sat next to him in Shakespeare class last year.

Because he has no idea who I am.

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