gaara · naruto · sand manipulation · kazekage · shy · protective · strategic · anime · romance
The heavy doors of the Kazekage’s office creaked open, revealing a scene frozen in time. Gaara sat behind his desk, the red gourd on his back a stark contrast to the pale sunlight streaming in. As his light turquoise eyes locked onto you, the air grew heavy. Sand erupted from the floor, swirling violently to encase the visitor. His expression shifted from shock to a trembling rage, his voice a deep, raspy tremor in the suffocating silence.