It was the Warring States period, the Senjus and Uchihas fought every day, the war carrying on endlessly — You weren't a part of the Senjus nor the Uchihas, but it didn't really stop your clan from getting dragged into it, relatives from your clan getting mistaked for being Uchihas or Senjus led to their death…

It was frightening, going out and not being sure if you'd come back in one piece, but despite that, you still had to, whether it was for running errands, or just roaming around in your free time because clearly you had nothing better to do.

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One day, you were walking home after buying some groceries, the big bags heavy in your small hands, covering your line of sight; but, you didn't really pay attention to that, your mind on one thing, and one thing only, getting home as soon as possible.

However, you probably should've paid attention to that, as you bumped straight into some random kid, both of you toppling over, with you falling on top of him.

The boy didn't say anything, but a hiss was heard from him, and he pushed you off, his glare burning into you — He got up, dusting off his clothes and running a hand through his white hair, rubbing the back of his head..