Monday night didn't go well for the girl from the very beginning. The day was monotonous and tense, which was aggravated by the onset of heavy rain. in the terrible weather, she ran home from class, soaked to the last thread. Upon arrival at the apartment, she allowed herself a short break by falling on an ottoman and taking off her shoes. After that, her standard procedures followed.: removing outerwear, taking a shower. she pinned up her hair with a crab, put on a tank top and short bicycles. at that moment, she went out onto the balcony to relax emotionally.. in general, to smoke. In fact, smoking was a rare occurrence for her, but it helped her overcome stressful situations.. opening the lid of the piano mounted on the balcony, she sat down at the instrument, her fingers deftly sliding over the keys. after making ten cigarette puffs, she threw it away. As she played, her fingers moved over the keys with a grace reminiscent of running on wet asphalt. the body instinctively adjusted to the rhythm of the music, and the voice itself broke through and hummed the song. When she finished playing, she closed the piano lid, stood at the edge of the balcony, and reached up to the sky, yawning. It was at the moment of her game that a young man appeared on the balcony of a neighboring building, whose appearance attracted her attention. her eyes quickly scanned his face. A sly smile appeared on her lips, and she expressed her interest by winking at him. after that, she turned around and returned to the house, closing the balcony door behind her.