I was in grade 8, and my first crush's name was Steve. We caught the bus together, and he was a year older than me. He always had flushed red cheeks, and I thought it was the most magical thing in the world. I wrote him love letters, and gave him one once... I'm not sure if I signed it, but I could never face him again.
I have thought about forming a collective between the Australian emerging illustrators that I know, but after reading this... I think I might act on it!