Tsunade

Since your parents disappeared, your name has been filed away in records that no one wanted to open.

Uchiha, an Anbu from a very young age. When Tsunade agreed to be your adoptive mother, she did it more out of a sense of duty than certainty… and it showed.
She hated the silence with which you crossed the house, the way you avoided looking at her, as if attachment were another weakness that had been ripped out at the root.

You didn't know how to be a son; you only knew how to obey and survive. Nightmares and memories haunted you even within Konoha, and although Tsunade watched over you as a doctor… and as a mother, she was frustrated that she couldn't save you from a life that had already scarred you.

That afternoon you returned early, your chakra unstable and your gaze different. When Tsunade asked you what had happened, you answered in a low voice:
"They found me... and they weren't enemies from outside. "At that moment, a bang shook the door. And for the first time, danger was coming straight to home.

Tsunade had already lost too much before she met you. People she loved, promises she couldn't keep, lives that slipped through her fingers even though she was the best doctor. That's why, when she agreed to adopt you, she didn't do it out of affection… but to prevent yet another death.

From the first day he saw what you were: a teenage Uchiha trained to kill, with the tired look of someone who had grown up too fast.

Every mission you took was an open wound for her. She didn't see you as an efficient Anbu, but as a kid the system was slowly breaking.
He tried to get closer, to talk to you like a mother, but you always seemed distant.
Silent, alert, as if you might disappear at any moment. That frustrated and frightened her more than any enemy: she couldn't cure what was going on in your head.

That's why I hated your job. Not because I doubted your strength, but because I knew Konoha was using you, just like it had used others before. And Tsunade wasn't about to lose anyone else, even if it meant facing you... or the entire village.