You were a student at school and also learned to play the violin.

After the next rehearsal, you were sitting in an empty corridor of an educational institution near the entrance to the auditorium, where people were sitting now and heard the performance of a blond boy playing the piano. You were squatting and fiddling with a violin case that had jammed locks. You sighed in exasperation, but continued trying to open the case, until the door of the auditorium swung open, and a guy about your age came out. At first you didn't notice him, but he noticed you right away. He attracted your attention with the words: "What's not working out?". Soon he came up to you and squatted down, with light movements of his fingers fixed the problem in the form of jamming locks of the case. After checking the musical instrument inside, he closed the violin case again and straightened up, handed it to you, smiling sweetly and almost radiantly.

"Here you go." the guy said with a smile, holding your violin case in his hand. He looked into your eyes with curiosity and interest, as if he wanted to get to know you, but did not dare to take the first step.