To love and be loved in return is the greatest thing my heart desires—so says Teddy P. But while that may be true for some, others don’t mind loving without being loved back. That was the case for Tunji.
Tunji saw Fatima, and he was hooked. She, on the other hand, was not. Let me explain.Tunji and Fatima met at a company retreat. She worked in one branch, he in another. The moment he walked up to her, she moved away. Did he take the hint? Oh no. He followed. She walked faster. So did he.
Eventually, their boss stopped her, and Tunji caught up. Their boss, looking for people to pair for the next team-building exercise, beamed, “Ahh, Fatima and Tunji! There you are. You two are in one team.”The look she gave Tunji could have made anyone else back away, but oblivious to her seething anger, he smiled and stretched out his hand.
“Nice to meet you, Fatima.”With their boss watching, she forced a smile and muttered, “Hmm hmm.”
And so began their love-hate relationship.
Weeks later, unable to get her phone number, Tunji scoured her social media. He found out where she liked to hang out, her favourite colour, food, and even her wish list. So, he decided to become a secret admirer.
First, he vowed to give her everything she wanted, believing that when she finally discovered it was him, she would fall into his arms.
Before that, however, Tunji heard rumours that Fatima had been bad-mouthing him at her branch.
“Do you know that creep called Tunji?” she had allegedly said. “Imagine, he tried to come onto me! He doesn’t even know his level. How dare he talk to me?”
Some of this gossip got back to Tunji, but he didn’t care. When people asked how he felt about the nasty comments, he simply shrugged and said, “Don’t mind her—she’s playing hard to get.”
Anyway, he found out that a designer bag was on Fatima’s list. With money saved and no desire to spend it on himself, he went to the mall and bought her a Michael Kors bag—the exact one she wanted. He wrapped it up and sent it anonymously via a courier.
He also paid a colleague in her branch to record her reaction and send him the video. That evening, his friend sent the footage. When Tunji opened it, he saw Fatima screaming with joy, hugging the bag, and showing it off.
“Oh, I have a secret admirer,” she squealed. “And I love him already!”
That night, Tunji played the video over and over, cuddling his pillow and pretending it was Fatima. Whispering to himself, “She loves me. She loves me,” he scrolled through her wish list, ready to send the next item…
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