[For a moment, he's confused to find no one at the door but he quickly sees what's been left behind. He never expected anything on his birthday much less food and a gift.
Inside, he reads the note, smiling fondly at the all-too-familiar handwriting. Even if she wasn't around, he could feel the shyness emanating from what she had written.
Once the gift is unwrapped, he immediately places it on his desk, somewhere he's at often when he's at home. The figure stands tall over his sketches and drawing implements, serving him as a reminder of who it was from as well.
He's going to have to thank Futaba in person later.]
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Inside, he reads the note, smiling fondly at the all-too-familiar handwriting. Even if she wasn't around, he could feel the shyness emanating from what she had written.
Once the gift is unwrapped, he immediately places it on his desk, somewhere he's at often when he's at home. The figure stands tall over his sketches and drawing implements, serving him as a reminder of who it was from as well.
He's going to have to thank Futaba in person later.]