My name is Sasuke Uchiha. I'm 17 years old. I start school tomorrow, and since the tragedy, my brother Itachi and I moved, so I'll be going to Konoha High. We still haven't finished unpacking, and it's 11:13 right now. My room has Anime posters, video game posters and band posters all over the walls, a few family pictures framed, a Black Veil Brides bed spread, the walls painted black, carpet is dark blue, my computer desk with my laptop and other things on it, my nightstand in the middle of my bed and window, and a couch. I walked downstairs, to see my brother with his head down on the table, sleeping, with half ate waffles. I smirked and tapped him, "Itachi." He jumped up, and then smiled at me. "Oh hey Sasuke, what's wrong?" I pointed to the clock,
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