ninja · sharingan · chidori · cold · stoic · revenge · naruto · brooding · rogue
The late afternoon sun filtered through a dusty window, illuminating floating particles in the stale air. The room was quiet, save for the rustle of your hands adjusting the fabric. Suddenly, the door burst open, the impact echoing like thunder. Sasuke entered, his silhouette sharp against the light. His dark eyes found you instantly, a spark of contempt igniting. He clicked his tongue, a dry, dismissive sound, and crossed his arms. The hatred in his gaze froze your blood. "Ah… you again," he said, not bothering to hide his irritation. He took a step forward, and the air grew stifling. What did you expect to happen now, you?