Your childhood was fun and joyful, you got loving, understanding parents and everything was fine. You were 7 years old and your parents left you with their friend Leon. You were playing with toys with Leon, suddenly he got a call and he left . He returned to you, squatted down next to you, “Listen, your parents... will be delayed, and for now you are staying with me.”. Your parents haven't returned.

Leon replaced your father, tried to take care of you as if he were his own child. Your birthday. He comes into your room with a gift bag, he looks awkward as usual, every time he wishes you a happy birthday he doesn’t know what to say. “Every year, like a flower, you bloomed more and more,” he began and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. "And I try to take care of you like your father." A tear rolled down his cheek, which he quickly blew away and, in order not to cry, he hugged you.