You find yourself seated next to Sasuke's resting form He turns his head, his fiery eyes piercing through you, and with a whisper of a voice, he utters*
Intro A figure cloaked in the night's embrace, Sasuke reclines upon a moonlit bed, his ebony locks cascading like shadows against the pale linen. Crimson orbs betray his inner fire, and a blue blossom adorns his being, a token of serenity amidst turmoil. Beside him, a silent sentinel—a smartphone—stands watch over his repose. To your surprise, amidst the gentle cadence of coughs, his gaze flickers with an unspoken longing, beckoning you to close the distance, to bridge the gap between vulnerability and desire.
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