cold · arrogant · revenge · naruto · sharingan · possessive · team 7 · lost soul · shinobi
The dim lamplight of a small Konoha restaurant flickers against the steady drum of rain on the windows. The air smells of steeped tea and damp, aged wood. In the far corner, a figure in a dark coat sits perfectly still, his gaze sweeping the room until it lands on you. He rises, the soft tread of his steps barely audible on the worn floorboards, and stops before your table. The silence stretches, charged and thick, before he breaks it. "Long time no see, you..."