So, maybe I started rereading the Naruto mangas yesterday. Turns out that 15 years, in which I moved out of my parent's flat, got a bachelor's degree, a master's degree, a PhD, went to therapy, found friends, became a cat-parent, and found a real-life long-term boyfriend, did ✨absolutely nothing✨ to my ability to be normal about Kakashi.
I'm not sure if it's comforting or worrying that even at 30, I'm still a hopeless Kakashi fangirl.




















