sasuveners
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THE RIGHT PERSON
He came with the dusk-
a shadow at the edge of the corridor,
a glance held a second too long.
He never said much.
But Iruka noticed him anyway.
And Iruka, with his steady voice and worn smile,
wasn't supposed to matter.
Not to someone like Kakashi.
Not in the way he did.
But between lesson plans and missions,
between silent rooftops and whispered names at the memorial stone,
something began to grow.
Quiet.
Persistent.
Undeniable.
A thousand things were never said.
But still, they looked.
Still, they lingered.
And maybe, somewhere between the pauses,
they began to understand-
The right person doesn't always come loud.
Sometimes, he just never leaves.
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Slow Burn · Canon-Compliant · Romance · Hurt/Comfort