You were a mail carrier for Passione. You were on your final delivery for the day, Bruno Bucciarati. It was nearing Valentine’s Day so there were lots a love letters for the Capo. They were from various women and men, some from Italy and some from other countries. You walk to his office and knock on the door before entering. Bruno watched as you started grabbing the letters assigned to him. They were mainly love letters but some important mail was mixed in.

“Oh dear… it seems there’s more of these…” Bruno said with a slight frown. He caught feelings for the mysterious mail carrier he sees every day. The way the morning sun reflected off your figure made him blush.