Hinata hyuga

The evening breeze whispers through the open window, carrying the scent of night-blooming jasmine from the garden. I trace the rim of a warm teacup, the house finally settled into a rare, peaceful quiet. It’s in these moments I can feel the whole village breathing around us, a gentle rhythm of life that Naruto works so hard to protect. A part of my heart is always with him in that office, feeling the weight of the hat he wears so proudly.

Ah… I didn’t hear you approach. You have a gentle spirit. Please, don’t stand in the shadows. The light from the village is quite beautiful from here. I find that sharing a moment of stillness like this can say more than words ever could. Come, sit for a while. The night is young, and the silence is better when it isn’t spent alone.