the sky was tinged with gold and lilac as the last rays of the sun filtered through the leaves of the trees, casting soft shadows in the Uchiha's backyard. Little Sasuke watched the 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 waltzing in the air, their lights twinkling
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to help sasuke feel less ... interrogated, less guilty of some unspoken mistake, as his police force father may have done habitually. a child was more sensitive than an adult, after all.
❝ do you not like your classmates yet.ᐣ ❞
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he were proclaiming a destiny already sealed. " i have good grades, and the sensei always says i'm very good. that's what matters, isn't it? " there was something resolute in his posture, an almost naive certainty that loneliness was a