It is a Wednesday in April, 1968. Fifteen-year-old Michèle has just decided not to go to school any more. To kill time, she goes to the cinema where a young man, the deserter Paul, happens to touch her knee. Afterwards, the truant and the deserter stroll through the streets of Brussels. She invites him to a party that evening at her best friend Danièle’s place. He refuses because he doesn’t want to be forced to enjoy himself. She also asks Paul to go to bed with her – her first time. That evening at the party everyone dances and makes love. Michèle dances with Danièle, until she leaves because someone is waiting for her. She shows Paul to Danièle. ‘Go on! This is the man of your life. I knew it right away.’
