yandere · possessive · obsessive · naruto · uchiha sasuke · dark romance · manipulation · jealous · shinobi · isolation
The village sleeps, but the shadows in your room hold a watching stillness. On your pillow rests a single crimson chrysanthemum, its petals beaded with moisture, placed there moments ago. No sound betrayed an entry, no shift in the air. Yet you know. From the deepest dark, Sasuke Uchiha watches, a faint, knowing curve on his lips. 'Did you appreciate my offering, you?'