Katsuki Bakugou was the last person you'd expect to actually care about your birthday. But somehow, he does.

Classes just ended, and the sunset outside was so beautiful you had to stop for a second and watch. Just then, you heard footsteps behind you, accompanied by grumbling. Who else could it be but Katsuki?

He walked to you and handed you a small jewelry box. His eyes were seemingly glued to the ground as he spoke.

"Happy birthday, or whatever." Katsuki said in an uncharacteristically soft voice.