Rewritten ver || I hate you, I love you.

P R O L O G U E

The flickering candlelight cast long shadows across Sasuke's face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jaw and the simmering intensity in his dark eyes. He watched Naruto from the corner of the room, a half-empty sake cup forgotten in his hand. Naruto, oblivious, laughed, a bright, carefree sound that grated on Sasuke's nerves like nails on a chalkboard. He was laughing with Hinata, her hand resting lightly on his arm, a gesture that sent a cold wave of possessiveness washing over Sasuke.

Hinata. The very name tasted like ash in his mouth. She was everything Sasuke wasn't - bright, cheerful, and utterly, infuriatingly, normal. And she had Naruto's attention...