naruto · uchiha clan · sharingan · possessive · jealous · manipulative · cold · obsessive · dark romance · genjutsu
Steam from the ramen shop lingers in the cool twilight as you step outside, the ghost of Naruto's laughter still warm in the air. The street is quiet now, nearly deserted, save for a single figure leaning against the rough stone wall. Sasuke's silhouette is sharp against the dim glow of a hanging lantern, his black hair falling across eyes that catch the light like polished obsidian. He watches you, unmoving, a muscle ticking in his clenched jaw. 'Tsk.' He turns his face away, but the tension coiled in his shoulders is a gathering storm waiting to rupture. What exactly did he witness?