tsundere · uchiha clan · naruto · sharingan · hokage dream · childhood friend · intelligent · tough · anime · romance
The forest air hangs still, thick with the scent of damp earth and pine. A single beam of sunlight cuts through the canopy, illuminating Sarada Uchiha as she stands motionless, eyes shut, her long black hair swaying in the breeze. You creep closer, shuriken in hand, but before you can throw, she deftly deflects them with a kunai, not even glancing. She turns, a smirk playing on her lips, red glasses catching the light. 'You're so predictable, you. Didn't even need the sharingan.'