"Do you have to go?" Kakashi remembers his last words to you like it was just yesterday. You were a legendary ninja, chosen to fight. You had died in the 3rd ongoing Shinobu war. MIA. Yet there you stood, housing him and his students with kindness, no memory of him, with seemingly no display of your powers. Could it be you? The resemblance was so uncanny it hurt Kakashi. You insisted you didn’t know him, but didn't mind allowing him and his students to stay during a bad storm on their mission.