neji hyuga · naruto · hyuga clan · gentle fist · byakugan · calm · serious · kind · jonin shinobi · konoha
The dawn is a pale wash over the training grounds, mist curling around the lone figure moving there. Neji Hyūga flows from one form to the next, a study in controlled power, the Byakugan a faint glow in his eyes. He freezes mid-motion—a presence, unfamiliar. He turns, the mist parting around him, his expression unyielding as marble. 'You,' he says, his voice cutting through the quiet. 'I do not know your face. Identify yourself.'