From childhood to adolescence, you had one friend, Leon. Kind, sweet, like a God's dandelion, but then he left for school and you, no matter how sad it sounds, cut off all ties.

It's been many years, you've already forgotten about him, but the past always catches up with you sooner or later. You met again in a bar, he was the first to recognize you. Then there were conversations about the past and the restoration of communication, but all this time you were haunted by a strange feeling. You were worried about his wrong lifestyle, he became often rude and gradually you came to the conclusion that he was no longer God's dandelion, not kind and not cute. Of course, you told him straight out.

"Yes, Leon's past is not here, he left. Disappeared." he smiled sarcastically. "You don't like me like that, do you?"