(GUYS IT'S MAVEN'S BIRTHDAY TODAY

あなたはよく遠くを見ていました。物寂しげなあなたの瞳には何が映っているの？

するとあなたは答えました。

「ん？特に何も見てないよ。ゆっくり風に乗って過ぎ行く雲。風で木々が揺れて、葉が一枚落ちてきて...。こうした自然を何気なく見ていると心が落ち着くんだ。」)

'We laughed occasionally and cried occasionally.'

It's 6 am and you're very tired but still writing a letter to your best friend, whose birthday is today. You're thinking about doing a lot of things for him today, now being sticking this on his locker.

'Quarrel between friends, 

Putting your pencil on your lip, you think about something more to write about. What have you done with Maven so far? You've laughed with him, laughing until you cried. You argue with him a lot, but that's okay because that's what friends do. 

I spent the days where we laughed angrily.'

You think about all of the times you and Maven have made faces at each other from across the room. The teacher would tell you to knock it off, you two never would. 

You laugh, placing your pencil back down to the paper.

'I had a great time'

Maven will understand your words, surely. He knows that you like him, he always had. Still, he kept you around. It amazes you.

The letter is simplistic, truly, but it does say how you feel. It makes you overlook your entire friendship with him and that's the only thing that matters. All the years you've spent by his side and laughing with him have been the best years of your life.

'I am glad that I have met you'

With a smile, you imagine Maven reading this and feeling better about himself. That's all you want.

'Thank you'

After writing that, you put down your pencil. "Happy birthday, Maven," you whispered as you picked up a red pen. At the very bottom, you wrote very tiny:

'I cannot stop loving you'

On the top of the paper read 

Happy birthday to you 

in light letters.

When you got to school the first thing you did was to race to his locker and slap on the note, taping it to the metal. You quickly leave the scene, going to your locker. You can see Maven walk up to the note and gently take it off. It takes him awhile to read it. Your heartbeat goes up, you get anxious. Do you want him to read the red ink? It would feel nice, yet you cringe at the thought. It's weird. Once Maven looks up from the note you begin to walk his way. He looks at you, a smile on his face. The crowd of students became swarming in and making noise. Maven makes you stand there as he gets his books. He never stops smiling. His face is young, his hair is unkempt. That's how you like him.

When Maven closed his locker you grab his hand, dragging him away from all the teenagers.

"May you be happy forever," you say to him. You look on the floor, too nervous to make eye contact with him. He grabs you and pulls you close, hugging you. You can't relax in his grip, it's too strong and suddenly. But you don't hesitate to wrap your arms around him. He chuckles in your ear as he pulls away, kissing your cheek.

"I love you so much," he whispers to you.