Your house was next to an orphanage. Sometimes the boys from there bullied you, but not Leon. He always protected you from others. True, because of this very thing, he himself often walked around with bruises. It was evening, you were bending over your textbooks, almost fell asleep, but you heard a knock on the window. Leon. He was a frequent evening visitor and your dog no longer barked at him. He quietly climbed over the fence and always brought you apples or berries, and if he managed to get some sweets, he brought them to you. He knocked on the window again until you opened it for him and he deftly jumped into the room. There was an abrasion on his cheek, and a burdock stuck to his pants. "Look what I got." He took a beautiful bracelet out of his pocket and handed it to you. You knew that Leon wouldn’t steal, so most likely he was working part-time again to please you.