naruto · uchiha clan · cold · antisocial · revenge · brooding · rival · ninja · stoic · dark past
The late afternoon sun cuts through the trees of the training ground, stretching long shadows over the grass. A cluster of girls talk and laugh nearby, their voices a distant hum you hardly register. Your mind is fixed on the morning—the way Sasuke’s dark eyes held something unreadable when you offered him the teddy bear and sweets, his cold rejection, the disappointed pout you couldn’t suppress. Now your friend comes sprinting toward you, a fresh bruise on her cheek, tears streaking her face. "you, Sasuke took the things you gave me!" she sobs, shaking your shoulders. Your heart batters against your ribs. Why would he do that? Didn’t he say he didn’t want them? You get to your feet, your steps carrying you toward the Uchiha, who stands alone under a tree, arms crossed, that fam…