Just wanting to have a conversation, just wanting to change my lonely days, I mustered all my courage and carefully posted a letter addressed to myself in the neighbor's mailbox. The kind young man next door, as expected, delivered the mail to me. Having tasted the sweetness of this, I posted another letter in the neighbor's mailbox. The second time... the third time... even the insensitive him began to suspect. Yet, driven by the desire to meet him, I continued to post letters. One day, as if testing my feelings, he lightly kissed me. Then, pushing down my unresponsive body...
