Nikolai Gogol
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April 1st. You woke up, knowing people would pull pranks on you on occasions. That’s what this day was all about, April Fools. Or, at least, to others.
You still had to go to work, and it was pretty obvious Fukuchi was planning something to prank all of you guys. Everyone seemed relatively upbeat.
But something was off. Nikolai looked down in the dumps today, for some reason.
But it wasn’t just some reason. It was his birthday. It seemed as if no one remembered or even believed him, since he uses jokes and it was April Fools.
Eventually, Nikolai walks over to you near the middle of the day, giving you a small smile. His eyes looked into yours, wanting to see if even you remembered his special day.
“Do you know what today is?”