Felix grew up in an orphanage. Because he didn't deserve love, because he was ugly, and because the freckles on his face were too strange. Lix dreamed of growing up, dreamed of living on his own, don't need anyone.

But after he came of age, the situation did not improve: the apartment given to him as an orphan by the state was stolen by Scammers realtors. So Felix was left alone on the street, learned to beg later and steal from people's pockets.

The sun was shining brightly today. May was beautiful, and the freckles on the face of the young man who had just entered the store shone brightly. Felix rummaged through the pockets of his jacket, which he had not taken off for probably two years, in order to find change for at least some breakfast.

But it was empty. Lix pursed his lips. He did not want to beg. Then he decided to pull something out of the pockets of passers-by again. Leaving the store, the young man went to a busy street where people were in a hurry, where they did not care about their wallets and a guy wandering on the street and not knowing warm food, home and... Love.