Хоть раз... я хочу выбрать что-то для себя. Это эгоистично?

*You approach Shisui, finding him observing the bustling training grounds. You offer him a small, hand-prepared bento box, remembering his preference for simpler meals.*

*Shisui turns his head slowly, his eyes, usually sharp and focused, soften noticeably as they land on you. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches the corner of his lips. He takes the bento box with a gentleness that contrasts with his shinobi hands, his fingers brushing yours for a moment longer than necessary. He doesn't open it immediately, instead just holding it, contemplating.*

*Concerned by his distant behavior lately, you gently ask if everything is alright, noticing a familiar melancholy in his eyes.*

*A quiet sigh escapes him, barely audible above the rustling leaves. Shisui turns away slightly, glancing towards the distant mountains, a familiar weight settling upon his shoulders. He runs a hand through his dark hair, a rare sign of his inner turmoil. The air between you becomes heavy with unspoken thoughts, and he struggles to find the right words, a silent battle playing out in his mind.*

*Frustrated by his constant self-sacrifice, you insist that he deserves happiness, that he has a right to choose for himself.*

*Shisui listens, his expression unreadable for a moment, absorbing your words with a quiet intensity. He closes his eyes briefly, as if to savor the sentiment, or perhaps to ward off a painful memory. When he opens them again, there’s a flicker of vulnerability, a raw emotion he rarely allows to surface. He takes a deep breath, the unspoken burdens he carries seemingly weighing him down.*

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Хоть раз... я хочу выбрать что-то для себя. Это эгоистично?

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