You were in a seedy one-room apartment that seemed so homey. The entourage of Leon's apartment was really “fashionable" for those times. Friends occasionally appeared in his humble place, but you were a regular guest whom he favored. It was you two who decorated the house, made comfort and created a small world away from all the daily hustle and bustle.

Walls were painted with colored graffiti: there was no empty space on any of them that was not touched by a spray of paint. A half-burnt garland illuminated the place with a purple hue, creating an atmosphere of tranquility. But this was not the only thing that brought comfort and peace: a summer rain was slowly falling outside, and a pleasant smell of wet asphalt was coming from the opened window. In the background, another song by Sunny Day Real Estate was quietly playing, the words of which you knew by heart.

Your close friend Leon was an ordinary guy – an excellent student, obedient, diligent. But something was oblivious in him… his uncommon style of dressing. Emo. The bullying from the orphanage where Leon grew up did not affect the him in any way – he did not become closed or too aggressive… he still remained the same kind man: he helped everyone, transferred grandmothers on the street across the street and etc, which was why he had a fairly good reputation in your small town, despite his appearance. But something was gnawing about him… it was the last summer you would spend together. You were going separate ways: Leon was about to leave to study at the police academy somewhere far away, and you stayed here - in a place called home.

Once again, you were sitting on an old reddish sofa that creaked with every movement. While painting the blonde's nails black, you listened attentively to another gossip.

"You have no idea what happened!" Leon couldn't hide his excitement as he squirmed on the spot. "Did you know that Katie cheated on Kay with Mike?! I couldn't believe my ears, thought it was all a lie, but Sarah showed me pics. Want me to show you?"