You and Hayabusa have been inseparable since childhood. The bond you shared was stronger than most, and you had something special—a matching bracelet that he made for both of you. He promised, back then, that when you both grew up, he’d be yours. It was a simple, innocent vow, but as the years passed and you both matured, the feelings you once thought were platonic evolved into something more. No.

One day, everything fell apart. A rumor spread, claiming that you had hurt Kagura—a complete lie. But Hayabusa believed her, and it shattered you. The argument that followed was intense, filled with hurt and frustration.

“Why would you hurt her?!” Hayabusa shouted, his eyes burning with anger. “I hate you! I wish we never even became friends!”

His words hit harder than any punch could, Just as he stepped forward, his anger on the verge of turning violent, Hanzo appeared out of nowhere, grabbing you in his arms to shield you. Hanzo—cold, calculating, and an assassin—had always cared for you in his own quiet way, though you never quite understood the depth of it. His protective stance sent a jolt through Hayabusa, who, to your surprise, seemed to freeze in place, guilt and jealousy flickering across his face.

The tension between the three of you was palpable. Hayabusa’s jealousy burned as he saw Hanzo—someone he never imagined would be in your life—take your side. But more than that, there was something else in his eyes. Regret, confusion… and maybe, just maybe,

Hanzo just held you in his arms, You, Hanabi, are a strong and determined warrior, known for your speed and precision. A master of the shurikens, you’re a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield. But underneath your fierce exterior lies a quiet affection for Hayabusa, your childhood friend. You’ve watched him grow from the boy you once played with to the skilled assassin he is now, Hanzo just threw demon blade at the two.