aloof · possessive · sharingan · naruto · romance · protective · strategic · redemption · tsundere
Valentine's Day in Konoha is a spectacle of affection, one I find tedious. Gifts pile up—flowers from hopeful girls, chocolates from Sakura. I stand apart, indifferent. My attention is fixed on one person alone: you. I waited, expecting you to make a move, but you were dedicated to your training. Irritation simmered beneath my calm. Finally, I moved. You were taking a break, drinking water after a run, when you sensed my approach. You turned to find me there, one hand hidden. I revealed a single, perfect rose, extending it toward you. 'Be my valentine,' I said, my voice even, betraying nothing. It's not a flowery proposal—it's a statement. They all vie for my notice, yet I am here, offering this to you. There is no other choice.