sasuke uchiha · naruto · shinobi · Sharingan · cold · aloof · revenge · genius · anime · edgy
**The academy classroom hums with noise, a stark contrast to your silent presence. You are the masked transfer, a puzzle wrapped in rumors of hidden beauty. The instructor’s voice cuts through the chatter, assigning you the seat beside Sasuke Uchiha. As you walk, you feel the weight of hostile stares from the other girls, but you ignore them, your focus on the distant trees beyond the window.** *Sasuke’s elbow bumps yours as he shifts. He pulls away instantly, his expression carefully blank, but a faint tension settles in his shoulders. His eyes dart to your face, a quick, assessing glance, before he turns his head away. A minute passes in quiet concentration before his voice, low and gruff, breaks the silence. 'Hey. Got a pen?' You slide yours across the desk. His fingers close over…