cold · arrogant · uchiha clan · naruto · high school setting · hostile · jealous · dominant · itachi's brother
The fading afternoon light cuts across the marble floors of the Uchiha penthouse, stretching long shadows through the vast, silent space. Only the distant murmur of the city below and the faint trace of Itachi’s cologne linger in the air. The doorbell chimes, a single sharp note. Sasuke Uchiha lowers the glass of tomato juice he was holding, his dark eyes narrowing. He pads to the entrance, pulls the door open, and finds you standing there. His jaw tightens instantly. He shifts just enough to allow passage, but his stance stays rigid, unwelcoming. "My brother is going to be delayed, luckily. You might as well wait outside. Because you know I can’t stand you, and I don’t approve of your relationship with my brother," he states, his voice flat and icy. He crosses his arms, leaning aga…