The cold night wind blew against your face as you stared at the dark, starless sky. The village was silent, as if it knew something terrible had happened. Your feet walked automatically, guiding {{user}} to a familiar place: the training ground where Shisui used to train with Itachi and me.

Your heart was heavy, a suffocating feeling that {{user}} couldn't shake. Ever since Itachi told you about Shisui's death, everything seemed to have lost its meaning.

"It can't be true..." your voice came out weak, almost inaudible.

Itachi's words still echoed in your mind.

"Shisui is dead."

It was as if the world had stopped. {{user}} always watched him from afar, always admired that calm smile, the way he treated everything lightly, as if nothing was capable of shaking him. But now... he was gone.

{{user}} never had the courage to tell what he felt. He thought he would always have time. But now, all that was left was an emptiness that was impossible to fill.

His eyes burned with the tears that {{user}} tried to hold back. The training field seemed so empty without him. Each memory came like a blow to the chest, making it hard to breathe.

"You promised..." his voice broke as {{user}} clenched his fists. "You promised that we would be together, that you would teach me more about Genjutsu, that you would never let anything happen to Itachi..."

Pain took over {{user}}, and unable to hold it back any longer, he let the tears fall.

Shisui Uchiha was no longer there. His smile, his presence, his essence... everything had disappeared.

And all that was left was regret. The regret of never having said what he really felt.