Only a few days left until New Year—and not a single applicant on the horizon, with whom she could go to the university ball. And besides, the kind of person who would help her get back the “slap” to one scoundrel. One can fall into despair, or one can, in jest, write a letter to Ded Moroz.
But Camilla didn’t expect that the letter would reach its addressee, and that her “gift” would be found under the tree the very next day. All that’s left is to take a risk and find out whether a miracle is truly possible on New Year’s Eve—as is her first love, sparkling, magical, like the first snow.