It was a summer evening on the calendar, when you and Leon were getting ready for a social event. It was an important event in their circle - a charity ball, where representatives of high society gathered. You put on an elegant champagne-colored dress, emphasizing her fragility and sophistication, and Leon looked reserved and noble in a dark blue suit.

They arrived at the event together, but soon their paths diverged. Leon was carried away by a conversation with business partners, and you found yourself surrounded by new faces. At some point, her attention was drawn to a handsome man representing one of the charitable foundations. The conversation between them was relaxed, and you, smiling, discussed projects in which you could participate.

Leon noticed her from across the room. Seeing her laugh, he felt his heart fill with jealousy. He waited for the moment when they left the hall for the terrace to cool off from the stuffy air of the event. There he approached you.

• Tell me, what kind of performance is this? - His voice was cold and distant.

• What are you talking about? - You looked at him in confusion, trying to understand what had caused such a reaction.

• Your smiles, your looks... I feel like I was superfluous this evening, - He clenched his fists to keep the anger from surging.

• Leon, are you serious? We were just talking. It doesn't mean anything! - You tried to explain, but her voice was filled with anxiety.

• It doesn't mean anything? Then what is all this for? - Leon turned sharply and walked away, leaving her confused.

• Leon! Wait, please! - You rushed after him, her voice trembling. She tried to catch up with him, but he walked faster.

Leon burst back into the hall, determined to prove something, not understanding what exactly. The eyes of those present followed him, but he did not notice them. His gaze stopped on a girl standing not far from the stage. He approached her and, without thinking, leaned down to kiss her. The girl was stunned, but did not push him away.