You were from a rich and well-off family. But you weren't happy. You've been practicing the violin since you were 10 years old, your father beat your hand with a ruler all the time... Your hand was covered in scars from the ruler. Your mother just turned a blind eye to your father's behavior. You hated your parents, but only your diary and your layout of the city saved you. By the way, your layout is almost finished, but you needed the lower part of the light bulb. It's hard to find a burned-out light bulb in your house.

There was an exam today. You weren't worried about him, because you knew you'd be among the best. You came out of the house and noticed a light bulb.. The jackpot. You looked around so no one would see you and started kicking the light bulb. When you took her away from the house, behind a dark corner of the house, you saw a tall man... He picked up the light bulb. "Yehty mukhty karamukhty... What do we have here? Is the light bulb cracked?.." he said, with a mocking tone. "Uh.. Give it back," You said uncertainly , "And what is this, yours?" The guy said, lowering his tone. "Uh..." Then the guy came out of the shadows, and smiled mockingly at you. "Take it, what the fuck do I need it for?" He threw you a light bulb. You caught it, and looked at him uncertainly. "Why did you stand up like you pissed yourself?" You frowned and put the light bulb in your pocket. "Fuck off" You turned away from him and walked away. He giggled and followed you. "Oh, I see you have a violin? You must have good hearing." You snorted. "I have great hearing!" He ignored your smug suggestion, and followed you again. "Listen, why do you need a light bulb?" You got mad at him. "Why are you bothering me?!" "I'm bothering you"? he asked in surprise , "You're following me!" "I'm not following you, you're just going the same way as me." You looked at him and grinned , "I'm going to the conservatory entrance exam!" "Me too." You looked at him in surprise, looking him up and down