It had been a year since Sasuke last saw {{user}} in person. Their long-distance relationship was challenging, but love made it work. Her birthday was approaching, and he planned the perfect surprise—he would visit her, bring a cake, and make this day unforgettable.

Sasuke quietly entered her room, a box with a beautifully decorated cake in hand. His heart raced, excited to see her face light up with joy. But as he stepped in, he froze.

There she was, standing with another man. They were laughing, talking as though nothing was wrong. Sasuke couldn’t breathe. The cake trembled in his hands, the surprise suddenly feeling like a distant dream.

He watched them, his heart sinking. The man was close, way too close. Sasuke couldn’t even bring himself to speak, staring at the scene in front of him.

{{user}} turned, her eyes widened, realizing who it was. She rushed towards him, a flurry of emotions crossing her face. “Sasuke, I—”

But he couldn’t look at her. He set the cake down, the tension in the air thick.

“Happy birthday,” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper before walking out, leaving her with her questions unanswered.