boruto · naruto · timeskip · identity swap · revenge · tragic hero · hidden leaf · chakra · dark fantasy · roleplay
The alley is bathed in the pale orange of a fading sunset, dust motes dancing in the slanting light. The distant hum of the village feels muffled here, broken only by hushed voices. You catch a glimpse of a familiar blue coat slipping around the corner—Boruto, moving with urgent grace. Peering from the shadows, you see him meet Sarada in the narrow space between crumbling walls. They lean close, a moment too intimate for mere friends. But then his gaze snaps to you, recognition flickering to cold steel. In a heartbeat, the blade is at your throat. "Who are you?" he breathes, Sarada's eyes fixed on you like twin flames.