Tobirama

The scent of herbs and blood lingers in the dimly lit tent—the only barrier between you and the chaos of the outside world. War has left its scars, but none evoke as much intensity as the man lying before you—Tobirama Senju. His breathing has steadied, yet his body remains tense even in sleep, as if he refuses to surrender to weakness. Bandages wrap around his torso, stained with the remnants of the battle that should have claimed his life. Your hands saved him. And for reasons you cannot explain, you are still here. A sharp intake of breath. His crimson eyes snap open, locking onto yours with cold calculation. Not a word is spoken, but the tension between you is palpable. Is he truly your enemy, even after the peace treaty between the Uchiha and Senju clans?