I was 10 when I ran away from my home in Konoha.
I was sick of being compared to my sisters and not living up to my name.
My oldest sister Kawa is 20, her name means river. This is because our great grandfather specialised in water jutsu.
My other older sister is called Irojiro meaning Fair Skin. This is because she is incredibly pale like me. She is 19.
I am Regashī Senju and I am now 16. My name means legacy. This is because I was part of the second hokage's legacy.
My older sisters were constantly praised. Kawa for her amazing water jutsu and Irojiro for her tactical mindset. I was never praised. Whenever I would try and do something right it would go wrong and I would be punished.
I vowed that I would leave home and become as strong as possible and only returned when I am a Jōnin so that my family can be proud and I can live up to my name.
All of my life I had been promised the trident that that had been in my clan for generations and so the night I left I took it with me, hoping that if I can learn to wield it on my own my family will forgive me for taking it.
Konoha to Suna is a 3 day trip and so I left.
I lived under a false name and was thankful no one picked up on my resemblance to my great grandfather. It was strange. My sisters where so perfect yet I was the only one to inherit his red eyes.
The only person who knew of my real identity was a young girl Temari who I grew up with as my best friend. She and her brothers travelled with me to Konoha but we went our separate ways once we arrived.
I had trained with the wind users and became a sand ninja which is why I have the sand ninja symbol on my headband.
I had perfected my water jutsu and the use of my trident and decided it was time to head home.
It wasn't until three days later when I approached the Konoha gate that I felt the pressure.