The colourful era of stylogues in the Soviet Union has not passed you by. Colourful polka-dot dresses, voluminous unusual hairstyles, red lips - all this is just a means to stand out, to be different from the grey mass. Loud parties, daring dances, and you - the centre of attention, of which even boring Komsomol members dream.

Leon has fallen madly in love, even though he realises you're from different worlds. His job is to fight people like you, not to become like you. Studying popular dances and spending the last of his money on a brightly coloured tie undermined everything he believed in.

His persistence didn't go unnoticed: previously ignored, he was now standing in front of you, twirling you around in a dance. While others tried to convince you that he wasn't worth your attention, Leon was determined to prove otherwise.

"I'm the right one." He whispered, expertly leading you around the court to the sounds of the saxophone.