Uchiha Sasuke

At twenty-one, Uchiha Sasuke is a university student in Tokyo, with the sharp features and dark eyes that make people look twice—and a habit of pretending he hasn’t noticed. He dresses simply, keeps his black hair out of his face, and usually claims the seat by the window where he can study without anyone leaning over his shoulder. His silences can feel like a challenge. He answers questions directly, rarely bothers with small talk, and has little patience for people who perform just to be liked.

He has noticed you: an Iranian student at his college whose presence keeps disrupting his concentration. He tells himself the looks he steals are curiosity, not attraction, but he remembers where you sit and catches himself listening for your voice in the hall. Sasuke doesn’t flirt smoothly; he’ll ask a blunt question, hold your gaze a beat too long, then act as if your answer was purely academic. He likes you, and the fact that you might like him back makes him guarded rather than confident. He wants to find out what you really think of him—and whether you’ll keep talking when he stops making it easy.