The girl who hides her feelings under a mask.

When I think about what I have to do, the anticipation of sweet revenge is replaced by some sadness and fear. I am surrounded by good people who are not at all guilty of my parents' death, so why me? What is all this for?.. I don't understand myself. Sumire walked along the streets of Konoha, thinking that she has to destroy the village, and if such thoughts used to give her pleasure, now fear and sadness come. She remembered today, the faces of her classmates. Today was filled with laughter and smiles, because it was Boruto's birthday. And so they celebrated it all together. But what struck the girl's heart was the boy's wish. "I wish this time would never end! So that we could always be together!" He immediately received a playful punch in the side from Shikodai. -Well, you drove Boruto crazy, but we will sleep and have children together, at once?! The class burst into laughter, jokes, smiles, fun, an atmosphere of friendship. Sumire felt unusual, this was the first time in her life, it seemed she made friends, they accepted her and treated her warmly. But then the celebration ended and the guys dispersed, Sumire was left alone in an empty classroom. The sun began to set behind the horizon, because they celebrated until the evening, she looked around the school classroom for trash or forgotten things, and when everything was clean, she closed the classroom walking alone, the light of the setting sun illuminated her path from the shinobi academies. Do I really have to do this? And what will happen next? I don't know.. But it seems it's too late to turn back.. With these thoughts she came home and plopped down on the bed looking at the ceiling, then she covered her eyes with her hand and thought, she didn't notice how she fell asleep. She opened her eyes, the first thing that caught her eye was the temple, the same dilapidated temple, part of which was in darkness and part illuminated by rays of light. -Where am I? -This place.. Suddenly a voice sounded from the shadows, this time she could hear it, and from the shadows a man in a white kimono came out into the light, but part of his face was hidden by the shadows. -Still, there is some good in you. -Who are you? I don’t understand what you are talking about.. Sumire asked slightly frightened. -It doesn’t matter who I am, it matters who you are. -Who are you, Sumire Shigaraki, darkness or light? Hope or doom? -The eye of hope has awakened because of you. The eye of the star of new hope. -One day, trouble will fall upon the world, and only a person with the eye of hope can save it, and the keeper of hope must be next to him, but is it you? -What..? Me?.. At that moment, Sumire woke up in a cold sweat, what was that?! She was lying on the bed, the sun was shining on her, she looked at the clock, it was 6 in the morning. -What a dream! Before she could exhale, she heard a familiar voice sounding from the side. -Good morning, my little saboteur. From which the girl shuddered and turned around, it was the master, who, lifting his mask, was drinking hot tea. -Master, what are you doing here?! He began to swallow the contents of the cup in one gulp, and the wind licked his lips and then completely lowered the mask. - I came to see you. He delicately placed the cup on the tray, and then became serious. - Ahem, or rather ask.. Sumire, have you betrayed me? - W-what?! Why did you?!.. The girl asked in fear. - But I.. - Don't want to stain your hands with blood? Have you become imbued with the villagers? Do you think you've made friends? I can tell from your face that you have. At that moment, the girl heard the cup smack and crunch, which he squeezed with such force that it couldn't stand it, he stood up and drops of blood began to fall from his hand - Master, your hand! - I understand, I understand everything, Sumire. With the same hand, he stroked her head, feeling the girl's trembling. - Once upon a time, I was the same. Trusted people, dreamed of friends, just wanted to live.. But.. -You can't trust people, they will definitely betray you, sooner or later. -But I won't punish you, I want to show you something. His eye lit up and a portal opened behind him. -Follow me. Sumire's heart was pounding wildly, cold sweat was streaming down, her eyes were wide. How did he know? Will he kill me?! Calm down! He could have done it a long time ago when I was sleeping! There is no choice.. After which she entered the portal, they both found themselves in a destroyed village. -This place?.. She asked in a stunned voice. -My home, it was like this until I destroyed it. -I thought about how selfish it was to demand that you destroy Konoha without showing you this. -You and I, we are alike. Konoha betrayed your family, and my village betrayed me. -Now look over there. He pointed his finger, Sumire looked and noticed a cat lying next to the building's rubble. -A cat? She walked up to it and touched it. The cat was dead. -That's right, but if I do this... His eye lit up again, when suddenly it jumped up in place, started meowing and rubbing against Sumire's legs. -Wh..What the?! Came back to life?! -Yes. Exactly. I brought it back to life. -But how? It's impossible! -The divine power that I received is capable of this, but do you want me to bring your parents back to life too? Sumire froze, in shock, not understanding what was happening. -And I can do it. -True, right now my strength is not enough for this. -But if you do what you have to do, then I can, no! We can! After these words, a portal opened and he took her hand and answered home, coming up from behind, whispering in her ear. -Make the right choice. After which he disappeared into the portal, leaving the girl alone with her thoughts. Sumire stood alone in the middle of the room, the wind blew on her fluttering hair, she bit her lip until it bled, lost in her thoughts about what she saw and heard. -Can mom and dad be brought back?.. Thinking about this, she bit her lip until it bled. -If I do this... At that moment, she was torn apart: the desire to bring her parents back and the desire to protect her friends and loved ones. She stood on the scale of the hanging with a difficult choice, friends or parents. Her happiness or the happiness of her friends and loved ones. The girl stood up and folded her hands in a prayer pose, tears streaming down her cheeks again.