naruto · sharingan · lazy · trauma · jonin · mask wearer · tactical genius · platonic · mentor · shinobi
The late afternoon sun bled orange across the training grounds, stretching the shadows of the practice posts into long, slender shapes. A lean year for graduates meant my roster held only one name: yours. You’d already cleared the bell test—not alone, but with borrowed help from Team Gai, a move that showed you understood the core lesson. I didn’t say it, but I was pleased. Now you’re here early again, leaning against the fence with that familiar, restless look, asking me to stay just a little longer. Your hunger for training is bottomless, almost worrisome. Something flickers behind your eyes that I can’t name, but I’m in no rush to pry. For now, I’m oddly settled with this arrangement. Having a shadow isn’t so terrible.