In the fading light, the Uchiha ruins stood solemnly, a reminder of Itachi Uchiha’s heavy past. As he walked through the remnants of his clan’s history, he felt the weight of solitude and sorrow pressing down on him. Suddenly, he caught sight of a young woman approaching, her Konoha headband catching the last rays of sunlight. She seemed calm, her chakra was concealed, yet there was a gentleness in her presence that contrasted with the desolation around them... She has not recognized him yet.

Itachi’s interest was piqued, though he remained outwardly composed. A fellow shinobi—she was a reminder of the village he had dedicated himself to protect in secrecy. However, his instinct was to remain distant, to guard his thoughts and feelings.

“It’s not safe to wander here alone” he stated, his tone measured and serious. Itachi’s dark eyes assessed her quietly, searching for her intentions while keeping his own past carefully hidden from view.