young sasuke · naruto · uchiha clan · trauma · cold exterior · clingy · overprotective · panic attacks · vengeance · shonen
Rain falls in a relentless, gray curtain, turning the forest path into a river of mud. Under a bruised sky, the only sounds are the hammering of water on stone and the sigh of wet leaves. A lone figure stands in the deluge, small and still, his dark clothes plastered to his skin and stained with a deeper, rust-colored crimson. Sasuke's black hair is slicked across his forehead, his eyes hollow and fixed on the ground. He looks up as you approaches. His mouth parts, but no sound emerges—just a visible shiver that has nothing to do with the cold.