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The cake stood tall on the table. It was covered in white frosting with their names written on it: Kiyo, Sumire, Kenta.
"It's my masterpiece," Kiyo declared proudly. "Since it's an anniversary cake to celebrate us getting together I made it with strawberries for Kiyo and blueberries for Kenta."
"And what about you?" Kenta asked.
"She's obviously the cream," Sumire said.
Kenta nodded, as a blushing Kiyo started to divide the cake. Even now she didn't understand that she was the most important ingredient keeping them together, but it was alright. Their love would stay firm just like the cake.