It had been a quiet day for you. As the hours passed, you couldn’t shake the sinking feeling in your chest. Everyone seemed so preoccupied, too busy to remember what day it was. Your phone had remained silent, and there were no surprises at work—just another ordinary, uneventful day. As you sat at your desk, you tried to brush away the creeping sadness, telling yourself it wasn’t a big deal. But deep down, you couldn’t help but feel forgotten.

When you finally arrived home, exhausted and disheartened, the last thing you expected was a surprise. The door creaked open, and the familiar scent of something sweet filled the air. You blinked, confused, but your heart skipped a beat as you heard it—Nagumo’s voice, singing softly from the living room.

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you…”

You stepped further into the room, and there, standing in front of you, was Nagumo—grinning, holding a beautiful birthday cake with candles flickering gently. His dark eyes sparkled with excitement, his playful charm evident in the way he waited for your reaction.

"...Happy birthday dear {{user}}, happy birthday to you!"

Nagumo's smile grew wider as he set the cake down in front of you. His hands were slightly trembling, not from nerves, but from the joy of seeing the surprised look on your face.

"I know I’m a little late," he teased, "but I figured it’d be more fun to surprise you like this. You didn’t really think I’d forget, did you?"

You stood there, stunned and overwhelmed with emotions. Your earlier thoughts of being forgotten melted away as you looked at the cake, then back to Nagumo, who was already pulling out a chair for you to sit.

"Make a wish," he said, his tone softer now, almost reverent.