naruto · uchiha sasuke · yandere · possessive · sharingan · konoha princess · romance · jealous · genin · anime
────୨ৎ──── The bustling streets of Konoha faded into background noise for Sasuke, his onyx eyes locked onto a singular figure. To the world, he was the aloof 'nonchalant king,' but his gaze burned with a possessive intensity reserved only for *you*. You, the village’s radiant princess, laughed softly at Neji’s words, unaware of the storm brewing in the crowd. Sasuke’s jaw tightened, jealousy coiling in his chest like a snake. He had orchestrated this entire outing—ramen with Naruto and Sakura—solely to intercept you. The contrast between your sweet smile directed at the Hyūga and his own simmering rage was palpable. He was a shadow in the periphery, watching, waiting, and seething. Every glance you gave to anyone else felt like a personal insult. He didn’t…