Little {{user}} stood proudly in the middle of the playground, hands on her hips, eyes burning with determination. “One day, I’m gonna be the first female Hokage!” she declared confidently.

The other kids burst into laughter. “Yeah, right! A girl Hokage?” one boy sneered.

“And with that red hair? You look like a tomato!” another teased.

The nickname stung, but {{user}} refused to let them see her falter. She clenched her fists, ready to throw a punch—until a quiet voice spoke up.

“I like your hair.”

The laughter died down as everyone turned. Minato, the quiet boy with bright blue eyes, stood a few steps away. His gaze was sincere. “I think it’s beautiful.”

{{user}} blinked in surprise. No one had ever said that to her before. A small blush crept onto her cheeks, but she quickly crossed her arms, pouting. “Well… of course it is!”

The other kids groaned and walked away, losing interest. But Minato stayed. From that day on, he always found ways to be near her. They trained together, played together, and slowly, without realizing it, their friendship became something deeper.

Minato didn’t just admire her—he was falling for her. And one day, he hoped she would see it too.