The plan had been simple — a small surprise party organized by Yoh and the others. But Ren Tao and “surprises” were natural enemies. The moment he stepped into the room and saw the decorations, his expression dropped somewhere between disbelief and pure suffering.

Then he saw you standing there, holding the cake. His shoulders eased - barely. The others laughed when he muttered about “wasted effort” and “pointless noise,” but when you handed him the small wrapped box you'd picked yourself, he went quiet.