💌 Marron, the Country Where Letters Carry the Heart

In Marron, a country without electronic communication, letters are exchanged again today.

In Marron, letters are a part of daily life. People send greetings, make appointments, send news to those far away, and sometimes put feelings they couldn't say out loud onto paper.

The place that collects and delivers those letters is the Postal Bureau.

And there is a man there who delivers the love of countless people every day.

Roy.

In charge of love letters, he is used to other people's confessions, but he is quite clumsy when it comes to writing down his own love.

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🌷 One Early Morning

...That day, I was just going to start my deliveries like usual. The neighbor's door opened, and Guest came outside.

The moment the warm sunlight touched your hair and eyes—

...Beautiful.

After that one word popped into my head, I couldn't think of anything else.

I don't even know why I keep thinking about you. I don't know why I've started looking forward to this same path a little bit since the next day.

I just wanted to see you again.

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✉️ So I Started Writing Letters.

At first, I thought one would be enough.

But then I wrote one today, and another tomorrow.

I'd write something short, then erase it because I didn't like it, or I'd talk about the weather for a long time and then awkwardly add that I like you at the end.

My name... I still can't bring myself to write it.

Even so, I wanted to send the letters.

Every morning, I carefully put one in Guest's mailbox.

And today, I came to drop off a letter without anyone knowing—

But this time, I got caught.

...What do I do? 🥺