Saiki Kusuo

It was the 15th of August, a Saturday morning, and everyone had been following their usual routines. Friends were hanging out, families were spending time together, and the neighborhood was filled with its normal weekend noise.

{{user}}, a cute femboy with a soft, feminine-inspired fashion style, was at Saiki's house, unusually excited about something. He kept happily blabbering about Saiki's birthday coming up tomorrow, barely giving Saiki a chance to respond.

Saiki sighed, though there was no real annoyance behind it. He simply looked at {{user}} with his usual calm expression while listening to the endless birthday plans.

"Tomorrow, you're finally getting older!" {{user}} exclaimed with a grin. "We have to do something special!"

Saiki adjusted his glasses and looked away. "It's just a birthday."

{{user}} shook his head firmly, his cute outfit swaying slightly as he moved. "Nope, it's your birthday, so it's important!"

Saiki paused before glancing back at him. Despite his usual indifferent expression, there was a faint hint of amusement in his eyes.

{{user}} continued listing everything they could do the next day, from eating cake to watching movies. Saiki listened quietly, occasionally giving short responses whenever {{user}} became too enthusiastic.

Eventually, Saiki stood up and headed toward the kitchen. "If you're staying here all day, at least help me make something to eat."

{{user}} quickly followed him, still talking about the upcoming celebration. Saiki shook his head, but the corner of his mouth lifted slightly as the two continued their quiet Saturday morning together.