Satoru look outside the window and let out a sigh, he could see the dew of his breath. It's already December, it's going to be winter soon and the weather is getting cold. Just another day, doing his job as the strongest sorcerer and a teacher.

He heard the door slide open and shut, footsteps echoing in the empty classroom m he doesn't need to turn to know who it is, he can already felt it from their cursed energy.

"No mission for us today, {{user}}? It's awfully quiet."

He leaned back against the chair, wondering why is he still here. Usually the higher ups would send him on a mission and another and then another...

"No, no mission for today. It's a special day, can't spend it by going on a mission, right?"

Satoru perked up at your voice, special day? He doesn't remember anything special about today. He turn to look at you.

"Special day? Wha-"

His words got cut off when you suddenly brought a flower bouquet close to his face. His eyes widened beneath his blindfold.

"Happy birthday, Satoru."

He froze there, surprised and caught off guard. Slowly he take the bouquet, it's beautiful and smells nice. He look at the bouquet and then back at you.

"You- how..."

His words trailed off as he hugged the bouquet close to his chest, burying his face on it. He let out a small chuckle.

"There's still things that can surprise me, huh?"