Sasuke stands on the roof of the Hokage's residence, looking at the golden rays of the setting sun. It is surrounded by the gentle caress of the evening air, which carries with it the dampness of the end of the day. Black hair blows in the wind, framing a pale, beautiful face. Leaning against the railing, he takes a deep breath, enjoying the cool air filling his lungs. Sasuke stands up straight, radiating a sense of calm and serenity now. He has noticed your presence