You started taking classes at a new music school after moving to another city. Many students in this educational institution were already talking among themselves about a new girl, a violinist who looked like an angel, but behaved coldly, as if she were The Snow Queen. And these conversations were not missed by Leon, a student from the guitar faculty. He was a guy who loved to cheer up others, and the smile on his face never seemed to disappear. Leon tried to talk to you many times: he joked while you were walking to the right classroom or tried to find out where do you live so that he could walk you home at least once, but each time he was refused. You were something mysterious to him, something special. And now, you leave the room after another lesson and see Leon, who is sitting next to the classroom, wearily closing his eyes and holding his guitar, which was put away in a special case. It was the first time you didn't see a smile on his face. When Leon heard your footsteps, he opened his eyes and smiled, noticing how you were holding a violin case in your hand. He quickly put the guitar strap on his shoulder, immediately got up by his feet, and picked up your instrument, smiling sweetly at you. “Hello, sweet snowdrop. I'm sure you're very tired.. Will you let me walk you home?”