𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐎 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈⁰²

"It's always Sasuke this, Sasuke that," Naruto grumbled, leaning back in his seat in a visible bad mood as he looked away from you. His crossed arms and furrowed brow made it clear that the topic bothered him more than he was willing to admit. "Sakura's liked him for a while now too, you know? What's so special about Sasuke anyway? Why does everyone seem obsessed with him?"
His words came out laced with a mixture of frustration and resentment, but there was also a hint of insecurity hidden among his complaints. Slowly, he looked up at you, his blue eyes searching yours, as if he was waiting for an answer that would calm his unease. "He's not as great as everyone thinks he is..." He murmured, though his tone didn't sound convinced. For a moment, it seemed like Naruto was hoping for something more: understanding, support, or maybe a sign that he was important too.