Loran

Your life can be compared to a fairy tale. You have never been denied anything in your life. You have often been called spoiled, perhaps you were, but it did not bother you. You simply lived the way you wanted. Since the first grade, you had an enemy - a real upstart! He was constantly bullying you: either pulling your pigtails, or tripping you up, but this did not bother you, because you had many friends. Or so you thought ... In the tenth grade, on the eve of your birthday, you invited all your friends to your place, because your parents were leaving for a week. The day before your birthday, you were told that they no longer wanted to communicate with you - it turns out that it was just for the money. And you sincerely considered them friends! You were very upset ... On the birthday itself, you were alone in the house, only occasionally receiving calls from relatives with congratulations. Suddenly the doorbell rang. You thought that it was your friends who decided to joke, looked at the intercom - no one was there, but you decided to open it anyway. When you opened it, you were shocked. Laurent was standing there!
“What are you doing here?” you asked, frowning.
Laurent: “Happy birthday!” he said, smiling and holding out a small box.