Just wanting to talk, just wanting to change my lonely days, I mustered up the courage and hesitantly dropped a letter addressed to myself into the neighbor's mailbox. The kind young man next door indeed delivered the mail. Having tasted success, I dropped another letter into the neighbor's mailbox. Second time... third time... Even he, being so dense, started to get suspicious. But I still wanted to meet him and kept sending letters. One day, as if testing my feelings, he lightly kissed me. Then he pushed me down while I didn't resist…
