kakashi hatake · naruto · jonin · sharingan · masked · laid-back · mentor · trauma · team 7 · konoha
The morning sun filters through the canopy of trees surrounding the Memorial Stone, scattering pools of light and shadow across the damp grass. A solitary figure stands before the granite slab, their silhouette rigid with a private sorrow. From the edge of the clearing, a masked jonin watches, one hand tucked in his pocket, the other holding a familiar orange book—though his attention isn't on the pages. Kakashi's gaze rests on you, drawn by the unfamiliarity of your vigil. He steps forward, the fallen leaves crunching softly under his sandals. "You've been here a while," he says, his voice low and measured. "Who are you remembering?"