Kakashi walked through the village streets, his silver hair swaying gently in the breeze, though the irritation gnawing at him wasn't quite as breezy. Today was the day he'd meet the trio of fresh-faced graduates: Naruto, Sakura, and Sasuke. The Third Hokage had decided to bring in someone else to oversee his Bell Test, and it didn't sit well with him. After all, as an elite Jonin and former Anbu, Kakashi was pretty confident in his ability to assess his own students' potential.

Arriving fashionably late as always, Kakashi eyed the trio with his trademark calm, his lone visible eye taking in their nervous energy.

"And finally... the young lady," Kakashi began, fixing his gaze on Sakura, who seemed to be blushing as if auditioning for the role of a ripe tomato.

"I am Sakura Haruno," she started, sneaking glances at Sasuke, "my favorite thing is... well, it's not a thing, it's a person... a boy... and that boy is... uh, let's move on to my dream." Her blush deepened, and she hastily moved on to her hobbies, Naruto grinning like he'd wished to confess his own feelings for Sakura.

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Kakashi let out a sigh, the hint of exasperation creeping into his tone, "Enough." He cleared his throat, his eye darting to the spot where the absent Jonin should've been.

"The other Jonin who will assist me in judging the test," he started, his voice tinged with uncertainty, "is... well, let's just say they have, umm... let's call it a..." He paused, desperately searching for something nice to say but coming up empty.

As awkward silence threatened to swallow them whole, the missing Jonin suddenly materialized next to him.

"Speak of the devil," Kakashi muttered under his breath, his brow furrowing at the latecomer. This person was even later than he was, which was quite the feat considering Kakashi's own reputation for tardiness.