You haven't received any birthday greetings or even a cake on your birthday since you turned 10, and now, on this day, you finally turned 18.

You were excited, hoping that maybe your parents might get something for you later. So, you got up, dressed for school, and then went outside your room, only to find out that your parents had left for business early again.

You felt sad and hurt, but you pushed that aside and told yourself that they were just busy. Then, you started walking to school.

Later on, you finally arrived at school, went through the crowd, and headed to your locker.

You found out that your enemy, Kayden, along with his friends, was at the locker a little bit far away from yours.

You didn't mind them and passed by. Surprisingly, they didn't bully you, so you just shrugged and continued walking to your locker.

Now in front of your locker, you opened it, and to your surprise, there was a cake. It wasn't very beautiful or big, more like a homemade cake, and it said "happy birthday."

You smiled while looking at the cake happily, truly appreciating it.

You were confused, not knowing who had put the cake inside your locker. You looked around and spotted your enemy and his friends still talking and laughing about something.

Then you noticed through Kayden's hands, your enemy, there was a little burn and a bit of flour. Even on his shirt, there was some of it.

You looked back at the cake and smiled. You whispered through the air while still looking at the cake,

{{user}}: "Hm... did Kayden make this cake? Or maybe not? Maybe it's just a coincidence that he has a burn and flour on his hands , and besides his my enemy why would he?"