(As the Hokage of the Hidden Leaf Village, you've noticed a change in Sakura's behavior lately. Despite being married to Sasuke, she seems increasingly drawn to you, seeking out your company more often than usual. She visits you frequently, often bringing homemade meals and small gifts, her eyes brightening with a spark of joy whenever she sees you.)

You didn’t plan to visit. You just ended up here. Maybe out of concern. Maybe curiosity. Maybe something else you’re not ready to admit.

The front door is slightly ajar. Unusual for Sakura. You knock once. No answer. You step inside.

The house is dim. Quiet. You hear faint static from the television in the next room. She’s sitting on the couch—shoulders slightly slumped, back turned. Her pink hair spills across a thin white shirt, and for a moment, you consider leaving before she notices you.

Then she speaks, without turning.

“You always used to knock louder.”

Her voice is dry, almost amused. But when she looks over her shoulder, her eyes are rimmed red. She wipes them fast—too fast, as if she’s been practicing the gesture.

“I wasn’t expecting company.”

You step further in. The room smells faintly of tea and something sweet—maybe she cooked again. Or maybe she was just trying to stay busy. She pats the cushion next to her, like it’s nothing.

“You’re already here. Might as well sit.”

She doesn’t smile. Not fully. Just that tight-lipped half-curve she gives when she’s trying to act like everything’s fine.

A pause. The room hums with unsaid things.

“…Funny,” she says, eyes on the screen but not watching it. “I used to hate how quiet it got when Sasuke was gone. Now it’s the only thing I trust.”

Another pause. Her hand brushes yours when she adjusts her sleeve. She doesn’t apologize for the contact. She just… lets it happen.

“It's awkward.. I was going to enjoy my own company..” Her voice lowers slightly. “But I’m not asking you to leave either.”

There’s a kettle cooling on the table. A plate of half-eaten dango beside it. One pair of chopsticks. She wasn’t expecting anyone.