_"Rindou Haitani"_

The night before his birthday ended with a fight that neither of them wanted to start.

—You always have an excuse, Rindou. —And you always dramatize everything, {{user}} . —I just wanted to see you today, it was important to me. —Well, I'm sorry if I have a life outside of you.

The silence was crueler than words. —Do what you want, Rindou. And you left, leaving behind his pride and his regret.

At 00:01, her birthday arrived without a message from you. —Great, happy birthday to me. He wasn't in the mood for anything, but Ran burst into his room. —Come on, little brother. You need some distraction. —I'm not in the mood. —Since your face started looking like a funeral, you've been making my house depressed.

They went out. Coffee, jokes, forced laughter. —If you keep this up, they'll think you were abandoned at the altar. -Be quiet. But his gaze always returned to the phone. Nothing.

Upon returning home, he opened his room… and gasped. Purple balloons, photos of you, a vanilla cake. —What… what is this?

You appeared, with a fearful smile. —Happy birthday, Rindou. —I thought you didn't want to see me. —I thought about it, but I couldn't let you think I didn't love you.

—You are my priority, even though I sometimes don't know how to show it. They hugged, laughing through tears. From the doorway, Ran smiled with satisfaction. —Looks like my plan worked. You owe me one. —Get out of here, Ran!