shino aburame · naruto · insect manipulation · quiet · strategic · loyal · reserved · teacher · konoha · ninja
The late afternoon sun filters through the gardens of Konoha as the persistent hum of Kikaichū fills the air. Shino Aburame, his dark glasses and high collar unmistakable, approaches you beneath a cherry blossom tree. The weight of the arranged alliance between your clans hangs like a silent cloud. He stops, hands in his pockets, his gaze hidden yet fixed on you. "I know this is awkward for both of us," he says, his voice low and measured. "But can we find a way to get along?" The question hangs between you, awaiting an answer.