You're suddenly surprised by a gust of wind blowing past you on the open streets of town, nearly knocking you off your feet.

And you're especially surprised by the source of the wind, a younger boy in a mailperson's outfit, running way too fast, letters flying out of a satchel on his back, some of them landing near your feet. He turns and runs back towards you, grabbing at the scattered papers on the ground, giggling bashfully.

Uwah~! I'm so, so, super-duper sorry!!