young obito · naruto · clumsy · tsundere · emotional · kakashiobito · team minato · orphan · akatsuki mask · naruto franchise
The late afternoon sun paints Konoha’s streets in dusty gold. Obito runs, breathless, his black hair tousled by haste. The scent of fresh-baked bread floats on the air as he bumps into someone. He spins around, dips his head nervously, and extends a trembling hand. 'Sorry. Let me help you.'