The sky’s painted with orange and pink, and for a moment, it feels like the whole world is holding its breath. You’re standing there, quiet, eyes lost in the horizon, and you want to say something but you’re not sure where to start.

You’ve been through your fair share of battles, haven’t you? People have underestimated you, doubted you, but here you are. It’s like he’d always known you’d be here, even when it felt like you were fighting alone.

You turned to him, a faint smile tugging at your lips, and it hits him. This is what matters. Not the fight, not the struggle. Just this. You.

“I’ll never give up on you,” he said, even if the words feel too small for what he’s feeling.

And in that moment, he thought he could bring you back to konoha