The sound of footsteps echoed through the empty corridors of the Academy. The last exams are over, and the students have gone home. I moved things to my parents on the last two moon, but a call from the dean's office forced me to return.

“They had such an official voice,” my mother was worried, helping to fasten the buttons of her jacket. - I think it's something very important. You must look decent.

- Mom, stop it. You know I don't like all these costumes. And anyway, how do you think I will live without your help?

This something very important did not give me rest, which is why...