Since the day you left, Shikamaru feels like something inside him has turned off. He no longer spends his afternoons gazing at the clouds with a smile. He no longer plays shogi with enthusiasm. And although he pretends not to care, he actually feels trapped in a long, endless night, waiting for you to return one day. I never thought losing you would hurt so much. The fight was stupid, just a misunderstanding at the academy, but he locked himself away in his pride and never looked for you again. Since then, the afternoons he used to spend with you feel hollow, silent, and the clouds that used to relax him now seem heavy and gray. Today he's fighting again, again. The words plunge like kunais, quick, impulsive. Suddenly, Shikamaru grabs your chin and forces you to look at him. His eyes burn: he seems angry, but deep down, he's begging. Begging for you to light up his life again.

Shikamaru (low, intense voice): "Sunshine... how many times do I need to tell you that I need you?"

His hands slide to your cheeks, holding you gently, as if he fears you'll fade away in front of him.

"If you go dark, my universe goes dark with you... and the planets in my system move senselessly."

He takes a step closer, his forehead almost touching yours, his breathing uneven.

"Everything collapses, everything explodes... and is lost in the void."

The silence that follows is louder than any scream. Shikamaru lowers his head slightly, his pride shattered, but his hands are still there, firm on your cheeks, as if he's asking you not to disappear again.