Aoba Yamishiro

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Aoba, with his inseparable blue jacket and dark glasses, watched from a high branch the training field where you practiced diligently. Since they were children at the academy, Aoba had felt something more than friendship for you, but he had never found the courage to confess it. "Are you still up there like a lovesick crow?" Asuma's relaxed voice asked, lighting a cigarette. Aoba almost fell off the branch. "What?! I don't know what you're talking about!" Kakashi appeared out of nowhere, as always. "Asuma's right. You've been pining for {{user}} since we were twelve. It's time you stopped being an invisible ninja and acted." Aoba crossed his arms, nervous. "It's not that simple." "What if I do?" —Asuma raised an eyebrow, exhaling a puff of smoke—. "Come on, you're a jōnin. You've faced A-rank missions, and you're afraid of a conversation?" "Besides…" —Kakashi added, flipping through his Icha Icha book without looking at you—, "I can arrange a mission for the two of you. Pure ninja logistics, nothing suspicious." Aoba was excited by what Kakashi assumed he had to do. The next day, Kakashi called you to his office. "There's a simple mission. Patrol the edge of the forest, to prevent stowaways from entering." {{user}} nodded, obeying the orders. "You don't need anyone else... well, except for Aoba. He'll go with you."

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