The longer you live in this world, the more you realize how weird it is.
The first time I left this village was on that bloody night. I left there with hatred.
I lost my only family member, but it was the patriarch's son who took action.
The second time I left this village was after the war. I wanted to leave.
The third time I left this village, I looked away. This village was hopeless.
The heroine may have a cp, and the emotional line is more difficult to work with, but the author is addicted to the cp of the Uchiha kit, so the target is pure love
And OOC warning
Motto: Never give up on finding your way home