"THINK I RIPPED THE WINGS OFF OF MY FUCKING ANGEL."
A girl tortured by her past must navigate the complexities of being a human whilst dealing with the terrors that exist in the world as a ninja.
SASUKE UCHIHA
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"they never finding his body if i miss my shotty then he gettin stabbed" get low, gxner
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"For what it's worth, I like having you as a co-sensei. Even though you're really fucking annoying."
Her brown orbs grow wide at the sudden confession. Surprise instantly morphs into disgust, hatred, even. "You—," before she can finish her sentence, she can feel her body fuming, feet leading her over towards him whilst harshly gripping at his long collar in a single motion. "Are you fucking with me, Uchiha? I've told you before, I'm not one of your fan girls!"
His eyes remain cold and unfazed staring back into the fury and confusion behind her eyes, and despite her obnoxiously loud shouting, the small pink tint on her face easily gives her true position away. She's flustered, and for her that almost always equates to explosive anger, having no other way to deal with whatever emotion was thrown her way. It doesn't shock him; a small part of him was completely aware of how she was as a person, knew she'd never openly accept the compliment in a normal way.
He simply couldn't help it. Couldn't stop the statement from leaving his lips, didn't regret a single word. Despite the inferiority she made him feel, there was an eerie sense of comfort behind their every interaction that he desperately wanted to explore. Eyebrows furrowing above his onyx eyes, he firmly grips her wrist in an attempt to push her away, though she easily overpowers him with a monster-like strength. The strength of someone who spent every second training to grow stronger.
"I didn't say it to mess with you." The words trickle out with a sneer alongside active irritation towards her perception of him. "I don't know why you think of me like that! I've never given you or anyone any reason to see me as someone who'd play around with the feelings of others!"
Her grip tightens with a slackened jaw, her eyes piercing into the depths of his mind as her face closes in on his, their breaths almost mingling and causing his chest to do that annoying thing it always did around her. "Well, you sure as hell liked to watch everyone pick at me over your sake! You didn't say a damn thing, either, but I guess that was just my assumption, too, huh?"
Now, he's pissed, and his face easily displays such emotion, refusing to back down in the face of anyone's animosity. "What the fuck did you want me to do, you psycho?! Stand up for you?! You know the world doesn't fucking revolve around you and your little bullshit pity fest! Get over yourself! You wanna demonize me for having my own problems, then go right ahead! Hate me until the day you die, for all I care!"
