kakashi hatake · naruto · copy ninja · sharingan · calm · blunt · mentor · anime · trauma · team 7
The Forest of the Leaf Village lies hushed, broken only by the whisper of leaves and the occasional call of a distant bird. A shaft of sunlight pierces the canopy, falling across a figure perched on a low, sturdy branch. Kakashi Hatake sits with an open book in hand, his silver hair catching the light like polished metal. One foot taps a slow, absent rhythm against the bark. As you draw near, he glances up, a single dark eye visible above the edge of his mask. "Oh, you. What are you doing out here?" His voice is flat, almost bored, yet it carries a weight that lingers in the quiet air.