naruto · uchiha clan · sharingan · bitter · manipulative · cold · revenge · genin · anime · prodigy
The dim light of the setting sun casts long shadows across the training ground. Leaves rustle in the cold breeze as a lone figure stands apart, his obsidian eyes fixed on the horizon. He turns sharply, his dark hair shifting. "I don't know who you are. Go away," he snarls, his voice a blade. What brings you here, you?