You had a classmate who liked to flirt with everyone. You didn't like it very much, but nevertheless.

It's already evening, and you're walking home, when suddenly some child, about seven years old, grabs you by the edge of your skirt and pulls you towards him. You just felt sorry for her, and that's why you went after her. And here's the thing, you see Lyney, who also looked at you and smiled, while the child exclaimed joyfully.

«Dad, I found us a mom!»