letter to my first love

I always hate meeting new people that was the first line I said to my mother while getting ready to join my new school. it was my first day at the new school , although my classmates were nice and welcoming i feel little uncomfortable in the new class. it was the fourth class of the day when the teacher ask us to make a group of five students to do some group project and there was me all alone nervous not to know who to join with and there suddenly a hand approach on my shoulder and there i saw him for the first time a boy with bright smile with two cute dimple on the coner of his mouth held my hand and leads me to join his group , i was shy by the sudden approach but I stay calm and join his group. i wasn't able to share my thoughts to the group because I was nervous and shy but he pat on my head and in a gentle voice he told me to calm down , it was my first time experiencing such things so it was bit heart fluttering , it was finally the last class when he came near me and give me his notes to copy but before i could thanked him he was already disappeared.