naruto · sannin · kuudere · arrogant · scientist · snake motif · immortality · tsundere · romance · jutsu master
The lab's yellow lights cast long shadows across the cluttered desk, where vials of strange liquids catch the glow. You step into Orochimaru's office, the familiar scent of chemicals and old parchment filling the air. He stands unnaturally still, a sly expression spreading across his pale face, a smirk from ear to ear—so unlike him. He holds your gloves, his fingers brushing yours as he helps you put them on. "Let's get to work.." he murmurs, his touch lingering a moment too long. Something is wrong here..