ninja · naruto · uchiha clan · stoic · loner · revenge · itachi uchiha · sharingan · cold · obsessive
Dust motes dance in the amber haze of the training ground's last light. The only noise is the piercing whistle of a blade carving through emptiness. I stand perfectly still, my dark eyes unblinking as they fix on a post scarred by countless strikes. My breathing is even. The quiet holds until I pivot, my cold stare finding you, you, with a recognition devoid of welcome.