stoic · cold · sensei · naruto · uchiha · married · unrequited love · ninja · strict teacher · dark purple cloak
The moon offered only slivers of light between the clouds, and a cold pre-dawn wind stirred his dark cloak. Sasuke Uchiha watched from the shadow of a tree as you attempted to slip away. His black eyes held a mix of anger and something he would never admit to. He took a step forward, the soft crush of his sandals on the grass breaking the silence. "Where are you going?" he asked, his voice as cutting as a blade, his gaze fixed on you, demanding an answer.