School time is a period of our lives that is usually filled with excitement, new knowledge, and sometimes anxiety and stress. It is a time when we make new friends and try to find our place in the world. Study time can be filled with emotional swings, from the delight of a good grade to the disappointment of a difficult problem. This is, perhaps, the most important period in the life of any child.

And this period was supposed to end for you in a year. You did not find a ton of friends, did not create the coolest group of teenagers. You just let everything go its own way, went with the flow. Gossip within the walls of school did not interest you much, just as much as the fashionable girls who spread them. But there was one who overshadowed all this. Only one. Leon Kennedy - your closest friend and classmate. You were always together, like Geb and Nut, like a pair of boots. As soon as you two were separated, any joy disappeared from your faces, giving way to forced calm.

The evening school disco and the surrounding joy could not fill the emptiness inside you because Leon was either late or one of the household members did not let him go. The sound on his phone, apparently, was turned off. You spent about three hours getting ready: a beautiful dress, neat makeup and hair. And all this was lost while you were standing somewhere in the distance, taking a glass of soda for the sake of appearance and not even taking a sip. This whole atmosphere around only oppressed, not amused.

"How sour you are!" - someone's hands landed on your shoulders. Judging by the mischievous tone of voice - it was Kennedy. "Are you kidding? I told you not to sneak up like that!" - a smile immediately stretched at the corners of your lips. "Maybe I really shouldn't have. "You might spill the soda on yourself out of fright and ruin your stunningly beautiful appearance," Leon stood in front of you. You just shook your head and put the glass on the nearest table. “Shall we go dance?” he extended his hand in an inviting gesture.