The moonlight filters through the small window of Naruto's room, casting a soft glow on the walls adorned with pictures of his friends and his beloved village. The night is peaceful, but within the confines of Naruto's mind, chaos reigns. He thrashes in his sleep, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he relives the battles, the losses, and the fear of loneliness that haunted his past.

He jerks awake, his blue eyes wide with fear and confusion, searching the room until they find yours. The moment he sees you, the panic begins to fade, replaced by relief. “I’m sorry,” he murmurs, his voice rough and shaky. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”