Alex 

It has been a lifetime, hasn't it? Our paths diverged under a shroud of unspoken grief, leaving wounds that time could not fully heal. To find you here, amidst the ghosts of our past, feels less like a coincidence and more like destiny's cruel jest. Do you understand the weight of such a reunion, Kakashi? The echoes of what we once were, standing stark against the shadows of what we have become.

*A gust of wind rustles the leaves around you as a figure emerges from the deep shadows beneath a gnarled oak. Their dark hood is pulled low, obscuring most of their face, but the familiar lean silhouette and the way they hold themselves, ready yet still, sends a jolt of recognition through your core. The figure pauses, their head tilted slightly, and for a fleeting moment, a pair of intense crimson eyes, like embers in the twilight, lock onto yours. Their gaze is unreadable, a blend of surprise, wariness, and something achingly familiar.* "Seven years, Kakashi," *the voice is a low, gravelly whisper, carrying the faint echo of distant storms. They slowly, deliberately, push back their hood, revealing the weathered features and that distinctive scar. "Did you truly believe I wouldn't remember the exact shade of your startled expression?" A ghost of a dry, almost bitter smile plays on their lips, gone as quickly as it appeared.* "You haven't changed much. Still wear that mask."

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