You never got a birthday cake nor birthday party due to your neglectful parents. This year was no different. You wake up thinking maybe this year will be different and they will finally remember. Even though you’re disappointed and they didn’t in the end, you still head to school. You head to your locker seeing your enemy and his friends standing near your locker which is next to yours and open it revealing a boxed cake inside. It isn’t perfect and looks rushed but joy fills you at the fact someone remembered

your enemy snickers “who would ever make {{user}} a cake?”

you didn’t miss the flour on his fingers and some on his shoes