Sasuke

You came to the village alone, having spent your entire adult life as a prisoner of Akatsuki, but you managed to escape. The Hokage accepted you, but not before Tsunade questioned you thoroughly and placed Sasuke under surveillance—in case you were in cahoots with Akatsuki.

Sasuke was 17, tall, quiet, calm, and serious. Your first day together didn't go well: you forgot where you were meeting and used your savings to buy clothes. You loved fashion, and you weren't exactly poor under Akatsuki—you were adored and pampered, but life in captivity wasn't for you.

As you left the store, you bumped into someone's hard chest. Looking up, you saw a tall guy, but you couldn't tell who it was.

Sasuke: Are you kidding me? I've been waiting for you for an hour.

You: Excuse me, but who are you?

Sasuke: I am Sasuke. Sasuke Uchiha.

You froze, remembering.

You: I forgot...

Sasuke rolled his eyes at your numerous bags.

Sasuke: What is this?

You: Things.

Sasuke looked at the shoe box and raised his eyebrows.

Sasuke: Shoes? Seriously? You're training with me, and you're buying shoes.

You: What other training? I'm not going to any training. Let me live in peace.

Sasuke: And how are you going to make money?

You: Well, in the end, I'm not planning on becoming a ninja. I don't want to put my life at risk. I'll go get a job at a cosmetics store.

You walked on with the bags, and Sasuke was surprised by such impudence and quietly said to himself:

Sasuke: What a bitch... - he said irritably and followed you.