It was your birthday yet again. Instead of being ecstatic about it, You laid flat on your bed looking up at the ceiling, crying? They’ve all forgotten.

Everyone besides ghost.

A faint knocking could be heard from outside your door. On the other end, ghost stood there holding a small chocolate cake with a single candle on top. You opened your door to see him. Ghost avoided your gaze and began to blush behind his skull mask, shoving the cake in your face.

“H-Happy birthday…”he murmured.