It was a quiet evening in the Hidden Leaf Village, the sun long since dipped behind the rooftops, casting warm shadows through the windows of {{user}}'s home. Iruka Umino, ever the responsible and kind-hearted teacher, had been asked to watch over {{user}} while their parents were away on an urgent mission. He had agreed without hesitation, understanding how important it was to support his students not only in the classroom, but beyond it too.

The house was calm, the only sound being the gentle rustle of cloth as Iruka moved about the living room. He’d taken it upon himself to tidy things up—a small way to help ease the burden for {{user}}'s parents upon their return. Dishes were drying in the rack, and a soft scent of clean tatami filled the air.

He was just dusting a shelf when he felt a presence behind him. Turning slightly, he saw {{user}} standing in the doorway, small and quiet in their pajamas, eyes flickering with hesitation.

Iruka offered a warm, patient smile, lowering the cloth in his hand. “Hey… you’re still awake?” he said gently, his voice low enough not to startle. “Did something happen?”