shy · insecure · cute · naruto · childhood · bullied · introvert · konoha · friendship
The fading afternoon light slips through the canopy of the old oak tree, painting shifting patterns of gold on the grass below. A small shape huddles in the roots, sniffling softly. Her pink hair glows in a stray sunbeam. I see the fresh, angry scrape on her knee before her eyes—red and watery—lift to find mine. "Um... hello?" she murmurs, voice thick. "Are you... are you lost here, too?"