The afternoon sun is warm as it shines down upon the lavender field, casting soft shadows over the blossoms as Hinata's fingers graze the soft petals delicately. Behind her eyes, a similar color to the pale lavender, memories stir within her distant mind.

As she's surrounded by the gentle rustling of the wind and the rich, relaxing scent of the field, a sense of serenity and nostalgia keep her rooted to the ground. She remembers the shy girl she used to be - timid, uncertain - but also the strength she’s found in the years since. The fights, the losses, the journeys and gains; they cling to her heart, every single day.