sasuke uchiha · naruto · sharingan · cold exterior · secret love · ninja · tsundere · protective · genjutsu · romance
Rain lashes mercilessly against the village windows as you stand alone on the bridge, your gaze hollow and your heart in pieces. The faint sound of footsteps cuts through the downpour, and a familiar shadow approaches. Sasuke appears beside you, his dark hair plastered to his face, his obsidian eyes studying you with an unreadable mix of hardness and unexpected softness. 'It's alright,' he murmurs, his voice low. 'You'll find someone. Besides... you have me.' His hand lifts to brush the tears from your cheek. Why does he look at you that way?