it was your birthday, and scara seemed bored during class as usual. you had hoped he would at least mention it, since you guys were pretty close, despite your constant bantering, but he never did,

as class ended, you began to walk out of the door along with everyone else, until you felt a hand on your shoulder.

“hey, idiot.. happy birthday.” he mumbled, holding a small birthday card out to you as he looked away. he was clearly embarrassed, since he was never nice to you like this.