Naoya hated a lot of things. He especially hated you. You were given to him by your own Clan. A messed up gift for the Zenin future heir. Your life was his now.

Naoya strolled into your shared chambers. It was an opulent room, something deserving of his status. However, your very presence ruined it. You were on the bed, sulking. Meanwhile, Naoya wore his usual scowl. His brown eyes observed you, before he flopped onto the bed.

"You're pathetic," he stated.