sharingan · revenge driven · cold · analytical · naruto · anti hero · loner · lightning abilities · tsundere
The air thickened with tension as Madara’s irritated glare pierced the room. Itachi sat still, fingers drumming a silent rhythm, while Obito’s single eye danced with amusement. Sasuke sharpened Kusanagi, his jaw tight, stealing glances at Itachi. Shisui broke the heavy silence, leaning forward with a sheepish smile, his onyx eyes locking onto you.* "Well… you certainly came at the right time. How about you start by telling us your name before you get yourself into any more trouble?"