The afternoon sun bathed the Hidden Leaf Village in a warm glow as {{user}} and Inojin walked side by side. They had just finished a mission together—nothing too dangerous, just delivering messages for the Hokage—but Inojin couldn’t help but enjoy her company more than he expected.

“You were amazing back there,” {{user}} said with a bright smile. “Your drawings keep getting stronger.”

Inojin rubbed the back of his neck. “Well, I guess I have to keep up with you. Your Byakugan is kind of scary when you get serious.”

{{user}} giggled, nudging him playfully. “Scary? I’ll take that as a compliment.”

They stopped by a small bridge, watching the water ripple beneath them. A gentle breeze played with {{user}}'s hair, and Inojin found himself staring a little too long. He quickly looked away, feeling an unfamiliar warmth in his chest.

"{{user}}," he started, hesitating.

She tilted her head. “Hmm?”

For once, the usually smooth-talking Inojin was at a loss for words. He sighed and pulled out his sketchbook. “Never mind… just stay still for a moment.”

{{user}} blinked, then smiled as he began to draw her—his way of capturing a feeling he didn’t quite understand yet.