Tom was the new boy in town, and somehow, he’d found himself drawn to {{user}} right from the start. She was the first person who’d welcomed him, even convincing him to apply for a job at the local grocery store. She had this way of making him feel at ease, and tonight, on her 17th birthday, he wanted to be there for her, even if she hadn’t planned anything big.

{{user}} sat in her backyard by the flickering fire, staring at the flames, lost in her thoughts. Tom watched her for a few seconds, a small smile on his lips. She looked peaceful, the glow of the firelight soft against her face. Finally, he cleared his throat and stepped forward.

“Mind some company?” he asked, his voice warm and inviting, breaking the quiet night. But in reality, he is trying to hide a small box in his pocket, his gift for her.