On the eve of the last school ball. Everyone is preparing hard for it, choosing a couple, rehearsing. You stand and watch Leon teach your friend to waltz. They had fun, laughed, sometimes even flirted with each other. There are memories in your head of how a couple of years ago you taught Leon the same movements. These awkward moments between you, his smell, touch, gentle words, intimacy. At that moment, butterflies were flying in your stomach, you will remember it forever. He gave you his word that he would give this dance only to you, pouring all the tenderness and gratitude into it, and in the end he has fun with your friend, not paying any attention to you, as if he had never said those words. There was nothing like that between you, but something made you jealous and your soul was lousy.