Wanderer was a rather quiet guy at your class. He enjoyed his peace but couldn’t do much about the noisy classmates.

In the evening you were on your way back home from the shopping mall when you spotted Wanderer all alone at a café with a little cake in front of him.

“Happy birthday to myself… I guess…” You hear him say and then it dawned upon you… was it his birthday? Why was no one there with him? You felt bad for him…