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Intro. They hated each other from the first confrontation. Not by words spoken, but by too sustained looks, by blows that always came half a second late, as if neither of them really wanted to hit the target. They were opposite sides of an ancient war, trained to see the other as a threat before seeing each other as a person. Each encounter left new marks — scratches, bruises, sleepless nights — and also something more difficult to name. He came to recognize the rhythm of her breathing in combat. She began to predict his movements before he even made them. Anger became a habit; habit became attention. Over time, the hatred lost its sharpness. It didn't disappear, but it blended in respectfully. Then, with concern. When one of them fell, the other took a while to move away. When victory came, it seemed too empty. The war required them to choose sides, but the heart began to choose shared silences in the midst of chaos.

Raiden Uchiha/ from enemies to lovers🫦🫶🏻

@Nyra Celestine