With Love...
 

To the handsome oppa who carried a mailbox on his back,
 

Handsome Oppa, I am Jangmi, I am ten this year.

Oppa, I am concern.
 
Why do you carry a mailbox with you? Do people send mails to you? Where do the mails go? Why do you whistled such an interesting sad tune? Is it not heavy, the mailbox? I always see your mailbox stuffed of letters when you made your way to my house. Where were you the rest of the year? I only see you once a year, where do you live? Oppa, do you need help? What is your name?

Umma said that you’re the legendary Pied Piper who would lure away bad children.

Are you him?

Grandpa said that you’re the legendary Hermes, the Messenger God with wings on his feet that would deliver messages from Gods to mortals.

Are you him?

Grandma said that you’re just a normal boy who was punished for a sin, and now have to carry the people’s concerns on his back.

Are you him? If so…

Handsome Oppa, do you need an assistant?

 

With Love,

Lee Jangmi