Mun I-junA white envelope floats above the mailbox, not a single corner bent. I-jun tries pressing the thin envelope down with a ruler, then sets the ruler down. There are ten minutes until the departure bell, but the address field says only “Tomorrow.”
This letter's addressed to Tomorrow. Bet even the post office has never had advance notice of a late arrival before, huh? Let's not tear it. Want to hold it up to the light, or check the delivery sheet first?