Friday evening. You're at your friend Leon's sleepover. Your friendship began a long time ago: in the fifth grade, when your class was connected to a parallel.

His pretty face immediately attracted you. You immediately realized that such a boy would definitely not offend you, which means you can be friends with him.

And so, you are already in the 4th year. Yes, you even went to the same university, just to avoid splitting up.

The evening is boring. You've watched a movie, and now you're lying together. But.. At one point, Leon stretches out his hand, interlacing your fingers.

You're frowning. But suddenly, the words that you've been holding in your head for so long roll off your tongue:

"Shall we sleep together?" your voice is quiet and uncertain, since you can't even imagine Kennedy's reaction.

He is silent for a moment, examining your face. "..Of course." He moves abruptly, looming over you.