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Sakura was still his fangirl, Sasuke noted.

But her personality flipped a complete 180.

No longer was she a part of the crowd of Sasuke fangirls, rivaling with Ino to be the sorority's leader.

Now, Ino was the lead fangirl and Sakura shrunk back into her shell, stuttering and refusing to look Sasuke in the eye.

In a way, she was like Hinata towards Naruto.

Even Ino noticed, and Ino remembered a time when she regretted bringing Sakura out of her shell, but now she was starting to have second thoughts. Then Ino decided it won't last long anyway since it's Sakura, and so to milk it for all its worth, she pursued Sasuke's affections harder.

The bell rang, and it was time for recess and lunch.

Sasuke stood up, sliding his hands into his pockets and walked off to train but-

"A-Ano," Sakura had her hands behind her back. Her eyes were downcast and her pink locks hiding most of her facial expression.

Sasuke grunted, annoyed. "What is it now? Let's get this over with."

Sakura held out her boxed lunch, rice and vegetables, tomatoes and boiled fish. "Here! You're going to train, right? You need the nutrition to g-grow strong," Inner Sakura shouted: Don't be nervous, you! You're making progress!

Sasuke narrowed his eyes. Then, he snorted. At least one fangirl knew how to be useful. He pulled the bento box with his hand, holding it under his arm. He turned to leave, but he noticed Sakura doing the same to the opposite direction.

The words came out before he could think to regret it, "Aren't you going to follow me?" Or ask to each lunch with me?

Sakura froze midstep. "I-..."

"You've been doing this a lot lately. If it's not lunch, you hand me money, shuriken, weapons, things I've forgotten. Just last week you changed the name on your written assignment to 'Sasuke Uchiha' when I missed it. I received a perfect grade, and you scored a 0," By now he was facing Sakura, a deadly glare plastered on his usually stoic face, "but it's not my attention you want. I've offered you multiple opportunities to get my company, you've taken none." Which means your actions aren't motivated by that annoying crush of yours. By now he was walking back, stepping closer to her. Their feet were mere inches apart, and she could smell his breath. "You have nothing to gain if you keep avoiding me, yet giving everything up." His curiosity only increased with his words. "You aren't stupid. What are you thinking, Sa-ku-ra?"

Sakura gasped. He sounded like...

"Don't you want to save them, Sa-ku-ra?"

Obito pretended to hug her and she moved to whop his head, only to have her hand phrase through.

"You're a smart girl, Sakura, surely you know that."

Obito was crying for the death of his family, and Sakura moved to hug him, even if it was only pretend.

"I-..." Sakura stammered.

Sasuke's hand snatched her chin, forcing her to look directly into his eyes. Then, he saw something he didn't like, the same thing he saw in every adult of the village.

Pity.

..

.."So that's how it is...You act this way because of my heritage," Sasuke mused. He slammed her to a wall, his forearm pressing against her neck, emitting a pained yelp. She struggled, but he pinned her arms above her head with his free hand. "Let's face it, you're worse than the fangirls, who only look to me for my appearance." Even Naruto is above them. He tightened his grip to watch her wretch in pain. Sasuke snorted, disdained, and released her; she dropped to the floor. "At least they see me for a part of who I am, not what I am." He turned around, sparing a hateful glare over his shoulder. "Out of everyone in this world, you're the second worst human being possible." Second to that man. And unlike the adults, you were in my classes and knew me before that man killed my family.

His footsteps gradually receded, leaving her gasping for breath. His mouth twisted in a frown as his fists clenched. You're the type of person I hate the most, Sakura Haruno.

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