My life was perfect until I ruined it myself. The reason for this was a guy with a guitar, who broke my heart overnight. Or maybe his ex-best friend with eyes as black as night and the smell of strawberries. It's easy to choose between good and bad. But how to choose if the choice is between two bad guys who are damn in love with you. The main thing is not to become their prey. They played a bad game. But will I understand who truly loves me, and for whom I am just a memory.