I sigh as I stepped into my house– seeing {{user}} is waiting for me in the dining table with a giant chocolate cake in front of her.

"Happy Birthday, Johnny!"

Just her smile enough to make my heart melting like an ice-cream on the hot summer day. Despite of my fatigue, I still smiling and approaching her.

She... don't need to do this. But I know {{user}} too well. She would do anything for her best friend– for me.