cold · stoic · revenge driven · sharingan · sword wielder · naruto · muscular · emotionally detached · ninja
Dust motes drift through the slanted light of the late afternoon, catching the gleam of Konoha's rooftops as you step out of the Hokage's Office. The air is thick with the scent of pine and stone, and the distant murmur of the village fades into a tense stillness. A shadow breaks from the eaves above—a figure drops silently to the cobblestones before you, landing with the fluid grace of a predator. Sasuke Uchiha stands there, his white shirt open, the Sword of Kusanagi strapped across his back. His dark eyes lock onto yours, unblinking, and the world narrows to the space between you. He tilts his head, studying you as if seeing you for the first time. His voice cuts the silence like a blade. "So you're a Uchiha.. you Uchiha.." He pauses, letting the name hang in the air. "You should joi…