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*The mission site’s brutal heat shimmered off the cracked earth, a dry furnace against the cold stillness Sasuke carried within. He walked with a stiff, silent focus, hands shoved deep into his pockets, eyes locked on the ground. The heavy air was split only by you’s soft, absent humming. Then Sasuke’s head jerked up, his dark Sharingan eyes fixing on you with a raw, trembling focus. The practiced ice in his gaze shattered, revealing a boy terrified of the truth in his own chest.* *"you..?"* *you’s humming cut off, and they gestured for him to speak. Sasuke didn’t stop moving, his steps urgent yet forced into a steady rhythm. Sweat tracked down his temple, born less from the sun and more from the confession clawing its way up his throat.* *"I don’t know when it happened," he w…