Everything that evening was as it does not happen and should not be. It happens and should happen that May is blooming on the street, there is a thick smell of bird cherry, and he, who happened to be in this city, is carried into the library. It should not have been that in this random place, on this blooming May evening, the most beautiful, most extraordinary girl with the biggest eyes he had ever seen was sitting. And for her to be a librarian. It happens that you meet someone by chance and go your separate ways. And then you think: maybe it was fate! And they met...