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"how dumb are you, naoya?"

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"how dumb are you, naoya?"

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THE IRRITATED 12(TWELVE) YEAR OLD ZEN'IN GIRL WAS OVER HER 'COUSIN' DISRESPECTING HER. she was clearly annoyed by one of her 'family' members, naoya zen'in. "women should walk three steps behin-" he was cut off by [name] shoving  the blonde 17(seventeen) year old male away from her leaving him stunned. "shut the fuck up, naoya. seriously how dumb are you?" the girl scowled before walking off in the direction of her room.

she closed the door to her room before looking it. "fucking idiot." she mumbled under her breath before going into her bathroom and stripping. [name] quickly put her hair in a bun and entered the shower letting warm drops of water spread onto her skin. her body was covered in scars from training although she was still so young. 

she was a disgrace to her clan, for not having cursed energy. her younger twin brother was the one born with the energy and was treated normally and with affection something [name] wished would happen to her. the only affection she had ever gotten was from sasuke and itachi but unfortunately her 'mother' and 'father' forced her to stop being friends with them.

 she did however make friends with naruto uzumaki, as they were both alike. they were both outcasts to society.

as the girl finished her shower and turned off the water she quickly got dressed. her long dark green and [h/c] hair was look and her bangs were messy. her outfit was simple and all black. she grabbed some shurikens and kunais and hid them. she also hid her extremely small yet heavy her stone bo staff, as it could expand to her will. 

 artwork isn't mine but this is what her outfit looks like and it's without the mask!

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 artwork isn't mine but this is what her outfit looks like and it's without the mask!

unlocking her door, she left. where? to go to the academy. they girl speed walked out of the zen'in compound with a bored look on her face and ran to the academy quickly as it was her first day.

 "i should buy naruto a snack.." [name] went off course and looked for a street vendor that had sweets, like mochi, and quickly bought some with some money she had been hiding. 

as she was buying sweets someone saw her. sasuke, he was the one who saw her. he admired her side profile and was blushing slightly. '[n/n]..' there was some sort of look on his face that was hard to recognized before he went along his way to the academy. unknowing to both to them that because of her reappearance someone else would look at her. 












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[name] was outside the academy. she walked in before suddenly remembering what class she needed to be in. the girl knocked on the door to her classroom. the door opened and there was a man, iruka. "ah, you must be the new student. i'm iruka-sensei, come in but since you joined late you won't be able to do the test to graduate tomorrow." the man spoke to the girl letting her walk into the room in the process. [name] had a stoic look, "i can do the graduation test." she walked to the front of class, "im zen'in [name], pleased to er meet you." the girl bowed at a 45 degree angle.

iruka looked at the girl, "alright [name], sit next to naruto. naruto raise your ha-" [name] cut him off, "i know who naruto is." she walked up and sat to the left of naruto before passing him a sakura mochi. sasuke glanced at her before turning away. [name] noticed this and instantly recognized his duck butt hair. unbeknownst to them that itachi was watching them, or her.


'i hope she remembers me.'

'is that.. sasuke?'

 sasuke?'

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