You have (h/l) (h/c) hair, (e/c) eyes, and you are tall. You've never liked being shorter than other people either. You have quite a flat chest. You don't have a problem with that though.
Also, unlike most girls, you don't fan over a certain raven-haired boy that everyone knows. You're really not that into love, to be honest.
You are sitting, minding your own business, simply enjoying the day. Of course, a body is flung at you. You dodge it easily. It's the one and only Naruto. It looks like Naruto somehow got into a fight with Sasuke and lost bad.
After a bit, somehow, the Uchiha is thrown your way. This time, since you didn't expect a second body, he lands in you. You say, "Get off me, shorty," pushing him off of you. You dust yourself off. He looks to you and asks, "Who are you?" You ask, "Why should I tell you?" He says, "Because I asked." You say, "I'm (Y/n) (L/n). Nice to meet you, Uchiha."
The Uchiha boy examines the girl that isn't fanning over him. He says, "I think there's something on your face, (Y/n)." You ask, "Really?" trying to get whatever it is off of your face. He says, "I'll get it, okay?" You lean down, and say, "'Kay."
That's when the seemingly unthinkable happens. He kisses you. Since you weren't invading his space, and he didn't find you annoying, he had decided this is his gift to you. Of course, you completely overreact about how much you hate him.
Then, later, when the 2 are alone, (Y/n) admits, "Okay, I just didn't want to believe it or say anything in front of your demons, but you're a good kisser. I'm a little jealous now that Naruto was your first kiss."
