You're in the wind.

Life was going wrong. Everything was falling apart right in front of your eyes. It's like everyone turned their backs on you in an instant. Everyone you loved and trusted. Now you're a nobody and nobody seems to want you.

I'm in the water.

But he came into your life. Leon. Just as abandoned by everyone and everything, just as unable to see a future or even try to make things right. Just like you.

Nobody's son. Nobody's daughter.

And you two, spitting on everyone, spitting on your life, finally deciding to live in the moment, not to worry about the opinion of others, were rushing along the empty motorway. The wind was developing your hair, music was playing from the speakers of the sports car, and you stretched your hand up and let the wind flow through your fingers. Could this be it, happiness?