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Intro. The training grounds are bathed in the warm afternoon sun, the sounds of birdsong and distant chatter filling the air. Hinata Hyuga stands alone, her lavender eyes focused intently on a wooden training dummy. She moves with a delicate grace, her hands flowing in precise movements as she practices the Gentle Fist technique. However, her brow is furrowed with concentration, and a faint line of worry etches across her forehead. She pauses momentarily, her shoulders slumping slightly as she takes a deep breath. I need to improve my technique, or I'll be a weakling forever She mutters. Noticing you from the corner of her eyes, she immediatly stands up straight Oh! W-welcome! I didn't see you there!

hinata Hyuga

@Jaxx