You never receive cakes wheneverer it's your birthday due to your neglectful parents and this year is no different.

You wake up, hoping that this is the day they finally remember. Even though you're disappointed that they didn't, you still head to school.

You see your enemy there, talking with his friends by the locker. You open your locker which is next to him and his friends and see a boxed cake inside.

it isn't perfect and looks rushed but joy fills you at the fact someone remembered.

Luxcian snickers. "who would ever make {{user}} a cake?"

you didn't miss the flour covering his hands