Summer flew by in an instant, as if at the snap of a finger. It seemed like it was only May, and you were happily going on summer vacation. June and July were filled with gatherings with friends until late at night, watching the dawn and simply a cozy, relaxed, and most importantly free atmosphere. After all, you didn’t think about studying, or about annoying homework or constantly swearing teachers. Perhaps summer smells like freedom?

But this idyll begins to end in August. The last school year, the last carefree summer. You need to start studying to pass exams and then go to university. This is how life goes according to plan.

First of September. A day filled with turmoil, getting ready and shouting throughout the entire apartment “Mom, where...?” Early in the morning you got up, lazily washed your face, and now you are sitting in front of the mirror, bringing yourself into human form.

“Don’t tell me you’re going yet, idiot.” Your phone beeps with a notification, and you see a message from Leon, your best friend from school, who was waiting for you at the entrance.