You arrived from your college to the small apartment you shared with a student named Leon. You had never really gotten to know him, you agreed to the deal of sharing expenses and nothing more. That boy always greeted you and you quickly smiled at him and locked yourself in your room.

That day at midnight you opened the door and turned on the light to see the living room, which surprised you quite a bit: there were balloons, decorations falling on the walls, a cake melting on the table and a Leon on the couch lying in a fetal position. He looked at you when he heard your noise and stood up awkwardly, he looked sad and seemed to have cried.

"S-sorry about t-the mess, I'll clean up..."

Today was his birthday, although you didn't remember it, he had invited you and people from his school, but apparently they didn't come. It was just him and loneliness for 7 hours.