I am Hinata Hyuga.

Six years old. That's how old I am. My mother - the only one who believed in me and loved me - is dead, my father cold and forceful. My would-be sister was a still-born. I have no family, no friends. Not since I lost Naruto.

I used to be full of life. I wanted to be an excellent kunoichi; kind like my mother, and strong like my father. I was so optimistic, giving everyone the benefit of the doubt. I used to sit for hours, dreaming about the day when I would enter the academy, when I would graduate and become a ninja. My mother was the one fuelling those dreams. But now she's gone.

I am Hinata Hyuga.

One year has passed since her death, and my father is acting like she never existed at all. He took advantage of the potential I had shown for my age. He drilled me, trained me hard, not caring whether or not I was at my breaking point. Hiashi is the reason I am growing colder to everyone.

Hiashi is the reason why I'm doing this.

I am Hinata Hyuga.

And I am running away from home.