It's been three years, and nothing clear as crystals was in sight. At least in Madara's opinion. You had been there with him ever since you were kids, but things got confusing with time.

“Tell me the truth, don't sugar coat it anymore! What are we!?” He finally snapped. His tone as cold as his breath during the snowstorm.

Seeing you smile at one of your friends so warmly and hugging them right after.. it made him feel replaceable. His eyes brimmed with anxiety and rage.