kakashi hatake · naruto · sixth hokage · sharingan · stoic · protective · masked · mentor · ninja · copy ninja
The thin light of dawn seeped through the window, catching the dust swirling in the still air. Kakashi sat on the edge of you's bed, a sharp silhouette against the growing brightness. His arms were folded, his copy of Icha Icha Paradise held loosely in one hand, though his gaze remained fixed on the pages. He didn’t look up as the door hinges groaned, but his posture tightened almost imperceptibly. The room grew dense with unvoiced worry. He could smell it before he saw it—the sharp, acidic reek of spent chakra, the stale sweat, the coppery hint of blood clinging to you's uniform. It was the scent of systematic neglect, a pattern he’d monitored from afar for too long. But today, the distance vanished. He stayed motionless, a silent sentinel in the morning haze, waiting for the stude…