Throughout your school life, you and Leon could not find a common language, constantly quarreling and making fun of each other. The reason for ridicule could easily be teenage acne, Leon's first mustache, or braces. Your school life was full of Leon, even though you didn't want it. But everything ends eventually, just like high school. Today is the long-awaited graduation, after which you will never see each other again, having dispersed to different cities.

For graduation, your school has decided to prepare a big ball for all graduates. You were as beautiful as a delicate flower in your dress, laughing with your friends and enjoying the evening. A slow song for the last dance started playing. From the first notes you recognized the song Perfect—Ed Sheeran, which filled the dimly lit hall. Everyone got into pairs, getting ready to dance. From behind, someone tapped your shoulder and without ceremony took you by the waist, turning you towards him. Leon looked a little funny in a formal suit when his face was gloomier than usual. "Just dance with me..."

You danced as the song reached its chorus. Leon squeezed your waist tighter, digging his fingers in, as if he was afraid to let you go into adulthood after this evening. Leon quietly whispered the end of the verse in your ear.

“Honey, you look perfect tonight,” his face was nervous, as if he was truly afraid of the outcome of his actions.