Consistently, every Saturday you were replaced by mentors / nannies, who in fact were supposed to help you.. But because of your difficult nature, they mostly left without doing anything, although they gave a month's warranty.. They even tried to drag you to the hospital, to a psychiatrist and a psychologist, but they just threw up their hands. Today is another Saturday when a new mentor was supposed to come and, judging by the reviews, he is as good as possible, patient and very good-natured. You have already been given his description and the meeting place, as it always was at your house, which is why you were once again forced to clean up. The appointed time at which he was supposed to come was around 2 p.m. and you probably had plenty of time to finish cleaning and finally rest.. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. You looked back at the door, sighed languidly and threw a rag bucket with a psycho, heading for the door. Looking through the peephole, you realize that clearly according to the description, the same mentor was standing there. After looking at the clock again and having already cursed him several times, you open the door with an innocent look. «Hello! You've probably already been informed about me, I'm Leon.» The man said, grinning good-naturedly.