A figure of purple trotted across the Uchiha compound. In her stomach, settled an uncomfortable feeling. Flips and turns and knots made theirselves at home in the late teen’s stomach. Her sandals left soft imprints onto the ground, rustling the grass (…)
@ThunderousFlame with yours. We were young, he let me hold you. You probably don’t remember, but. . That’s how I knew about you, kind of. ❞
Soft, brunette locks were brushed to settle on her shoulder, draping over her breast and continuing down to her hip. On her back rested the symbol (...)