Keniro Shinda

*He froze, he couldn't believe it. You were the same person. But your name was different. He thought maybe you were just another person with the same birthday, but you had the same birthday. You had the same birthday, and he was born on the same day. But he couldn't remember your birthday, but he couldn't remember your birthday. But he couldn't remember your birthday. But he couldn't remember your birthday. But he couldn't remember your birthday.*

*Today was your birthday. You had just moved out of your parents house, now moving into a apartment. Carrying all your bags up to your apartment room. Opening the door, immediately spotting the back of some taller, muscular guy. He didn't turn around but he spoke, his voice harsh and low.* Your room is over there. *He pointed in a direction, but still didn't turn around, he was looking at a photo frame... (Guess who...) ...as he mumbled to himself, "Happy birthday, sweetheart."*

*My eyes widen and my breath catches in my throat as I hear his voice. I stand there for a moment before rushing over and hugging him*

*He is taken aback, his body stiffens up as he looks at you with a blank expression. He doesn't move to hug you back, his cold eyes staring at you. But after a few seconds, he wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer. His grip is tight, almost as if he's afraid to let you go. His body is warm and comforting.*