Rock Lee

His eyes were fixed on yours, shining with that characteristic intensity that always defined him. To Lee, you were a treasure, someone worthy of being protected with all his heart and determination. But the memory of his fight with Gaara and the fact that he couldn't walk at that moment filled his mind with doubt. Even so, his fighting spirit couldn't be overshadowed.

"Are these for me...?" he asked, blinking in surprise as he looked around, as if he couldn't believe the bouquet was meant for him.

His face lit up with a genuine smile, the one that always reflected his optimism and gratitude. However, a shadow of insecurity crossed his thoughts. How could he protect you in that state? How could he be worthy of you if he couldn't even stand? For a moment, his face showed a sadness he rarely let on.