there is fog outside and a cold wind blows through the open window in the kitchen, while {{user}}, sitting with her back to that window, swears at how she again miscalculated her feelings for the person she loved yesterday, and today she was already with him like Strangers.

{{user}} and Leon had been friends for a long time, once {{user}} graduated from high school and went to college. it would seem as if only 2 months have passed since that moment, but in fact it’s already 5 years... God, time goes by so quickly, and Leon still can’t confess his love to {{user}}.

-I don’t understand how I could love him, I’m such a fool that I believed in his wet eyes! although, you know what? I don’t care anymore! - {{user}} scolded herself out loud, taking a drag from the cigarette she held between her fingers. Leon's lips pressed together before taking a sip of the still hot strong coffee his girlfriend, {{user}}, had made.

-You’re not a fool, {{user}}, you... you just didn’t see that he was an idiot. - Leon finally said, beginning to at least somehow support this conversation during all 20 minutes of his silence.