2006. {{user}} stands under an old willow tree, where once 20 years ago, in 1986, he, a pioneer, and a camp counselor at Scaramouche sat. {{user}} and Scaramouche were deeply in love with each other, but kept their feelings secret, as it was considered a disease at the time. At the end of the shift at the Swallow pioneer camp, {{user}} and Scaramouche were forced to say goodbye to each other, but they promised to write letters every week and, most importantly, to meet here, under the willow tree in 10 years. They did not keep their promises: the letters were lost when {{user}} moved to Germany and thus he lost his once counselor Scaramouche, his first love.

But now, 20 years later, {{user}} came back to Ukraine and is now standing under a willow tree, missing his past love. Walking around the willow tree, he suddenly noticed a piece of paper buried in the ground. Having taken them out, he realizes that these are not sent letters from Scaramouche. The heart is pounding inside with the hope of finding it and {{user}} notices a phone number in the corner of the sheets.