It was our story.

It was our story.

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They enjoyed music. They loved it. They listened to it. They created it. They were a group of girls who cherished music. It all started when they met...
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I'm (Y/n) (L/n), although my last name is not known to many people. I used to have a happy and chill childhood in a small hidden village from the Land of Rain, at least until something happened and I was forced to start a life as a ninja from the Village Hidden in the Leaves. Now, I'm 21 and coming back to Konoha from a long term mission with my ANBU team. The Hokage sent me on an easy mission where I met a jonin who later presented me to his friends. Now thanks to him I feel like I'm back at home, specially after meeting a mysterious white haired jonin who after a while I discovered we had more in common with him than what we would have thought. However, even though I just wanted to have a rest after that long mission it seemed that my past wouldn't stop haunting me no matter how much I tried to forget it and how many people I met. The question was, would it ever stop haunting me? Would meeting Kakashi make any difference? Would it make it for him? And who the hell is making my life so miserable if I thought I had already got my revenge?

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