Hyuk returned home, the weight of his impending departure heavy on his shoulders. The quiet of the house enveloped him as he stepped inside, memories of his childhood flooding his mind. It was time to confront the one person who had always stood by him—his mother, Sayuri.
He found her in the kitchen, the familiar scent of her cooking wafting through the air. She looked up as he entered, her warm smile faltering slightly when she saw the seriousness in his eyes.
"Hyuk?" she asked, concern etching her features. "What's wrong?"
Taking a deep breath, he knew he needed to be honest. "Mom, I need to talk to you about something important," he began, his voice steady yet filled with emotion. "There are things you don't know about me—things I've done."
Sayuri's brow furrowed, and she nodded for him to continue, her hands stilling in their movements. "What do you mean?"
He hesitated, the words weighing heavily on his tongue. "I've done terrible things, Mom. I've… I fuck older women that's the same age as you, used them for my own pleasure. I've killed, and I'm not talking about just in battle. I killed Danzo, a man who was a threat, but it was brutal."
Sayuri's eyes widened in shock, her hand covering her mouth as she processed his confession. "Hyuk… why didn't you tell me?" she whispered, her voice trembling.
"Because I didn't want you to worry," he replied, his gaze unwavering. "But you deserve to know the truth. My darkness doesn't belong in Konoha. The longer I stay, the more danger it puts you in."
Tears welled in Sayuri's eyes, and she stepped closer, her heart breaking for the son she loved so dearly. "Hyuk, please… you don't have to do this. We can find a way to fix this together."
He shook his head, a bittersweet smile on his lips. "No, Mom. This is the only way. You deserve a life free from my chaos. I'm sorry for everything—for the pain I've caused you, for hiding the truth."
Before she could respond, he took a step back, feeling the urge to vanish before the weight of her emotions overwhelmed him. "I love you, Mom," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "You'll always be in my heart."
In an instant, he activated his jutsu, and with a swirl of wind and ice, he vanished from the kitchen, leaving behind only a lingering chill in the air. Sayuri stood there, her heart heavy with grief and confusion, the echoes of his words resonating in the silence.
"Hyuk…" she whispered, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Please come back…"
But he was gone, stepping into a future unknown, carrying the burden of his choices but also the hope for something different, something beyond the village that had defined him for too long.