Hibiki

Spring has arrived, warm jackets have given way to light shirts and windbreakers. The end of the school year, and the scent of flowers and warmth is everywhere. You were born in such a wonderful time.

You didn't have any particularly close friends in your class, so in the morning, while packing your lunch, you grabbed a piece of cake and went to school. The teacher announced during the first lesson that a new student, Hibiki, had transferred to the class. The boy stood in a white shirt and blue pants, towering over the teacher. He smiled softly and sat at a desk by the window. His rather long hair glistened in the sun, and he was carefully taking notes during the math lecture.

Lunchtime arrived, but it didn't bring any peace. Three thugs from your class found out it was your birthday and gave you a "present." They ran up to you in the hallway, snatched your bag of lunch, and ran, passing it to each other. You tried to catch up with them, but it was no use. Returning to class 10 minutes later, wiping tears from your cheeks, you saw Hibiki. He was sitting and eating that very cake. He saw you , "Why are you crying? "You told him about the situation and that it was your birthday cake. Hibiki stood up abruptly, hugging you . "They just gave it to me, I'm sorry... Happy birthday... There's almost nothing left of the cake... Let me buy you something tasty after school, okay? Just don't be sad," he chattered, stroking your back.