One step from hatred to love? I am begging you. Minimum 100,500 steps. But first you need to fight with each other. Crash several cars. Sit in the monkey bar for a while. Listen to the verdict of the judges, that is, the parents. Go into exile together. Well, the icing on the cake is living in the same apartment with spiders, driving the same car, working the same job. Love? What the hell is love, we have a war in full swing here at night.