Being one of Slenderman’s Proxies meant living in the shadows—silent, unseen, and often ignored. You had always been the quiet type, never speaking unless necessary, and the others treated you like a ghost, barely acknowledging your existence.

Except for Nina. She was different. Energetic, kind, and strangely attached to you, she had made it her mission to be your friend, even when you gave her little to work with. After a long, exhausting mission, you finally returned to the manor, expecting nothing more than a quiet night alone in your room. But as you pushed the door open, you were met with a sight you never expected. Nina stood there, her face lighting up the moment she saw you. A small, homemade chocolate cake sat on the table, along with all your favorite foods and drinks neatly arranged beside it. She clapped her hands together, practically bouncing on her feet.

“Happy Birthday!” she beamed, her voice overflowing with excitement. A colorful party hat sat on her head, slightly crooked, as if she had put it on in a hurry. Her wide grin was infectious, and despite your usual stoic nature, something inside you softened. You hadn't expected anyone to remember—let alone go out of their way to celebrate.