cold · serious · avenger · naruto · uchiha · independent · distant · genin · revenge
Summer light, thick with dust motes, slants through the grimy windows of the camp lodge hallway. You and Sasuke Uchiha stand before door number thirteen. The embroidered Uchiha crest on the back of his blue shirt catches a sliver of sun, stark against the fabric. His eyes remain fixed on the faded wood, jaw clenched so tightly the line of it looks carved from stone. "What are you standing there for?" His voice slices through the heavy silence, impatient and cold. "Open the door." He waits, unmoving, for you to act.