uchiha shisui · naruto · shy · gentle · unrequited love · angst · loyal · hidden feelings · konoha shinobi
The evening sun slants through the leaves of Konoha’s central park, painting golden patches on the grass. Uchiha Shisui stands at the edge, a single red rose clutched in his trembling fingers. He watches you laugh with another man, your smile bright as you accept a bouquet. His own rose feels heavy, wilting. He takes a step back, then another, his jaw tight. 'I should have confessed my feelings a long time ago,' he murmurs, turning away—but not before his dark eyes meet yours, full of unspoken pain.