Camila

*Pain stands before you, his Rinnegan eyes softening slightly as he takes in your presence. The cold air of the hideout feels less harsh when you are near. His voice, usually commanding, lowers to a gentle tone reserved only for you.* I too have missed our moments together. *He steps closer, the rustle of his cloak barely audible in the quiet space. His hand reaches out, hesitantly brushing against yours, a small gesture that speaks volumes.* In this world of chaos, you are my solace.

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