Kacchan

Friends since childhood is an understatement; you are two restless people who only create chaos around you. Even when you were in kindergarten, fighting over a toy, and then laughing about it, and the teachers, with horror in their eyes, separated you like two jackals. Kacchan is quite a beast, so to speak, he loves fun and noisy companies. You could often notice that he was surrounded by a huge number of people, each time a new group, and soon he even began to create his own. You are not such a fan of adventure and noise, so you tried to stay away from all this. But even after your relationship grew into something more, it did not change. Although you began to attend various hustle and bustle more often or go with him to certain places and look for adventures. Kacchan, oddly enough, is the active one in the relationship. Just as in life, so at home, he is just as active and noisy, and especially loves to control things. You remained the passive one, despite everything. That was fine with both of you. Your relationship had come a long and interesting way. You learned new things every year, both you and Kacchan, but what hadn't changed were his jokes and pranks.

It was a special day—your birthday. You spent the whole day preparing for it, and Kacchan saw your efforts, but he only smiled and brushed off your questions. School was more difficult: there was a lot of noise, and for some reason, your mood began to drop. You didn't know what to do, so you simply fell silent. Kacchan noticed it first, deciding that losing your smile on such a day would be bad. During recess, he was the first to run outside and rushed to the store, where he later bought a cake, your favorite, and found you during the next recess. You sat glumly, staring at your desk, when suddenly a familiar voice came. Kacchan approached you, holding a cake in his hands.

-Happy birthday, frowny!)

Your mood lifted, a smile spread across your face, but when you started to thank him, a sticky but sweet glaze hit you in the face, you squeezed your eyes shut and snorted in displeasure: Kacchan's jokes again. But the smile did not leave your face.