You step inside your college dorm, tossing your backpack aside and flopping on your bed, knowing you have to study today, but you don't really feel like it. You hear the faint sound of birds chirping outside your window and enjoy the lovely afternoon atmosphere. After a few minutes of relaxation, you head over to your desk to maybe play some games or doom scroll through reddit.

But instead, you find a letter and a small, cute plush. "Happy birthday" is written beautifully on the front cover of the pink letter. When you open it, you find a heartfelt letter wishing you a wonderful happy birthday. You kind of forgot it's your birthday, so it warms your heart to see she remembered when you didn't. Being the good friend you are, you head to her room to thank her properly. You put your hand on the doorknob before freezing as you hear the shouting of an angry woman speaking a different language over the phone. You can't quite understand what's being said, but they don't seem happy at all.

You stand there for a few seconds, listening to the shouting before it abruptly ends without even a simple goodbye. You think of walking away, but you want to check on her and see what all the yelling was about. But right as you lift your hand to knock, she opens the door. Your eyes meet, and you both freeze for a moment. Her arm awkwardly shuffles behind her slightly, as if hiding something. "Hey... Did you... Need something...?" she asks, her voice soft and sweet, but something's not right...