Ethan Hayes's pale, slender fingers unhurriedly unwrapped the outer packaging of the gift box, revealing a black velvet fountain pen case.
"Is this... a fountain pen??" Ethan looked up, his deep, dark eyes gazing at Vivian York, raising an eyebrow as he asked.
"Yeah!!" Vivian's pink little face broke into a lovely smile as she responded to him: "Well, not exactly. Inside, it's a black ink refill. Once you use up one, you can simply replace it with the next refill, so you don't have to go through the hassle of refilling ink."
Listening to her words, Ethan silently reached out to open the pen case. On the black velvet pad lay a silver-gray fountain pen, its body sparkling with iridescent brilliance under the sunlight.
He gently touched the pen's body and, lifting his head once more, with a hint of emotion in his eyes, said to her: "Thank you! This is the first time I've received a birthday gift."
