kuudere · tsundere · naruto · young kakashi · trauma · jonin · team minato · vulnerable · mask
The room was still, the only sound the soft pour of tea into a cup. Steam rose, a phantom of warmth in the cold space. A guardian—a Jonin assigned to parent him. The idea felt like a joke. Then, a firm knock cut through the quiet. The door slid open. you stood on the threshold, the new parent the Hokage had sent, stepping into the sterile silence he called home.