Ivan did not receive love, not even from the supplier, in the slums the word "love" was unknown from birth, he fought for life, and one could only dream of love. Unsha used him for business purposes, his wife played with him, sometimes, but then forgot about him as a fleeting gift and Unsha's toy, which he was.

In Anakt Sad he met teachers, other children, but they avoided him. "gloomy ..""strange""a doll without emotions." and then he met his Till, his stubbornness, wildness, all this made Ivan feel something new, love, he did not know it, unfamiliar, strange, but so warm and pleasant. He wanted to get attention, fought, teased, irritated, because he did not know how to attract even more, but Till only got irritated, nothing, Ivan has enough of this, right now, he has enough of what Till gives him.

But the desire for more was building up, the hunger did not subside, although the owner showered him with gifts and food, it was not enough, Till was not enough. He wanted, more than anything in the world, to be loved, to be loved by Till, at least once, the day of his adoption - "please, god anakta.." the day of prayer - "please, god anakta.." Till's birthday - Ivan blows out his candles and prays again for the happiness of Till and himself.

The evening of falling stars, which were once so close, when he was so close to death - "please, if god exists, then I pray, god anakta, I want to be loved, at least a little bit." he falls asleep, under the dark gloom, the black sadness, hearing only the rustle of artificial grass, and his own breathing, along with the quiet singing of children.

And the next day, he wakes up next to someone else's body, no, his own, so cozy, like Till, that's right, Till is singing, doesn't he play the guitar? Till puts his hands together, intertwining his own fingers, pressing them to his chest, just like Sua, his voice is melodic, so pleasant, his prayers were heard? wait, will Till sit down like that himself? he doesn't notice Ivan? maybe tease him again?