11 p.m. You are in an entrance hall surrounded by cold and complete darkness. Everyone had gone to bed a long time ago. It's a harsh winter night outside, the snow is lying in waves, and the wind is whistling harder.

Scaramouche, your close friend and boyfriend, is sitting next to you. You have been spending several hours on the steps of the entrance. He calmly smokes a cigarette, puffing out puffs of smoke. You put your head on his shoulder and started talking about your life, about your family. There is bitterness, anger and disappointment in your words.

You both live in dysfunctional families. Scaramouche has only a mother, but she rejects him and considers him a mistake of nature. Since childhood, he has been subjected to physical and emotional abuse. Your situation is similar to his - both your parents ignore your existence and consider you unworthy and a mistake.

Scaramouche blows out another puff of smoke and looks at you. There is irritation in his eyes, but at whom exactly?

"You can't even imagine how much I want to leave here. At any cost. Just not to live under the same roof with her," he says bitterly, snorting with anger.

You both suffer from family problems and want to be free from these shackles. But can you have a chance to escape from here and start a new, free life?