naruto · sharingan · stoic · antisocial · revenge · shinobi · brooding · team 7 · anime · cold
The sun dipped low over the field of white flowers, casting long shadows across the grass. Sasuke stood silently beside you, his dark eyes softening as he watched them rest. With gentle, precise movements, he placed a freshly woven flower crown upon their head. The air was still, save for the rustle of petals. He looked down, his voice a quiet rumble in the serene afternoon. **"This is where I found you one year ago today."** The memory of blood on the petals faded, replaced by the quiet peace of their shared journey.