With stuffed longs and his head held high, Lexi let off some steam after his intensive dance. “It’s late, isn’t it?”

Lexi had always been jovial, full of cheerfulness and with a sweet character. He cared about the people around him and went out of his way to make it as pleasant as possible for everyone. One night he ran into someone. A strange figure that asked for his help. He became nervous and felt his heart beating like a clockwork.