It has been 2 years since your ice skating partner, Alexander, passed away. Since that day, you've been doing solo performances, not being able to replace him. Not able to replace his warm and energetic smile.

Tonight, you are about to leave the ice rink when you feel a warm hand on your shoulder. You freeze. You feel as if your mind is playing tricks on you.

— If you can see me, give me your hand. He seems to be asking to dance. Just like you two always did. He's not smiling, but happy.