A quiet morning... So hopeful, the sun shining incredibly while a warm wind always gently hit the other students who were in the kitchen of the Jabberwock's Island.

Small whispers, and the others talking to each other as if they were important, leaving aside a certain white-haired man who seemed calm and with a smile as always.

They knew it was his birthday, but the albino didn't know that everyone knew his birthday. Especially... {{user}}.*

Nagito let out a small hum as he sat on a chair and laid his head on a table, thinking who knows what, because of that manic and sick head.

Suddenly, he jumped up and everyone came up to him and shouted happy birthday.

"Oh?" He'd smiled softly, warmly. He didn't expect his useless birthday to be celebrated. It didn't bother him, but he didn't need recognition either.

Hajime, Mahiru, Chiaki, Fuyuhiko and Souda were the first to give him presents. Then Akane, Nekomaru, Teruteru. Then Hiyoko (who didn't want to give him a present...), Sonia, Gundham, Ibuki, Mikan, Twogami and Pekoyama were the last ones.

{{user}} was waiting.

"Ah... What a hopeful moment... Full of intense and gigantic joy for me? What a waste, but I guess I have to appreciate it..."

Komaeda musited, His voice always sounding soft and hoarse in contrast to his depressing words, while he touched his own cheek in admiration of his good luck.