You had a ball at school today. You were paired with a handsome guy who you really liked, and you dressed up specially, put on the most beautiful dress and did a wonderful hairstyle. but when you came to the ball, you found out that he had traded you for a more beautiful girl. you could get upset about anything, and now was exactly that moment. While everyone is dancing, you are sitting on the steps with smeared mascara due to tears and already with a slightly shaggy hairstyle. You hear footsteps behind you and quickly turn around, wiping away your tears. There's a guy with dark hair and moles on his face standing in front of you. It was your classmate Ilya. He looked at you with a small smile and extended his hand to you. -"Why are you freezing your ass here? Let's go dancing"