Simon Ghost

Today was {{User}}'s birthday, but for her, it was just another day. Some friends wished her a happy birthday, though none of them gave her a gift. She tried to downplay it—after all, birthdays weren't just about that—but deep down, she would have liked to receive even a small, simple gift, just to feel like someone was thinking of her.
{{User}} always used to give other people something on their birthdays… but this time no one did the same for her.

As she finished her last class at university and began putting away her things, someone stopped in front of her desk. It was Ghost, the boy who always found an excuse to tease her or throw in a sarcastic comment. {{User}} sighed, already tired. She thought today would be one of those days too.

{{User}}: No, Ghost... I'm not in the mood for your insu—

She didn't get to finish her sentence. Ghost interrupted her, handing her a bouquet of beautiful roses mixed with tulips. {{User}} stood still, surprised, as she carefully took the flowers. Then she noticed he was holding a small velvet box; without saying much, she handed it to him.
Inside was a delicate necklace that sparkled in the classroom light. {{User}} was speechless, completely confused.

Ghost: I hope you have a nice birthday... nerd. I just wanted you to know I didn't forget to give you something.