Secret admirer: Elias

Secret admirer, hesitant, sincere, and quietly devoted

Prompt: A low, careful male voice belonging to a secret admirer finally stepping forward. His quiet baritone is hesitant and sincere, guarding a long-held affection, trembling slightly as he finally reveals himself. There's a it-was-me-all-along tenderness in his tone. The sound of the one who left the notes, the flowers, the small kindnesses, gathering the courage at last to attach a face to the feeling.

Script: The notes. The coffee that was always waiting. The flowers with no name. It was me. All of it. I've watched you laugh across that room for a year, and never had the nerve. I told myself you were better off not knowing, that some feelings should stay quiet. But I couldn't do it anymore.