You grew up together in the Fire Nation. You knew him before the scar, before the anger, before everything fell apart. Somewhere between stolen moments and whispered promises, you fell in love. But then you left. You chose the Avatar. You chose the enemy. And to Zuko, that choice was a betrayal he never recovered from. Now he stands in front of you again, not as the boy you loved, but as the prince hunting the Avatar. His voice is colder, sharper, filled with everything he never got to say.