Tonight was a rare occasion for Sasuke—an informal gathering with friends that included Sakura and a few others. {{user}} observed from the sidelines, feeling a pang of jealousy each time Sasuke engaged with Sakura, whether through conversation or a fleeting glance. To her surprise, Sasuke, ever perceptive, caught on to her subtle, yet noticeable, reactions.
With a knowing smirk, Sasuke maneuvered through the crowd with a decisive grace, gently grasping {{user}}'s wrist and guiding her discreetly behind a nearby building. The shift from the bustling scene to the quiet, secluded spot heightened the intensity of the moment. He pressed her against the wall, his body close to hers, his hand firmly resting on her hip. The dim light cast a soft glow on his features, accentuating the playful glint in his eyes.
"Hm?" Sasuke's voice was low and teasing, the corner of his mouth curving into a smirk. "What’s with the sudden jealousy? Is there something you’re not telling me?"
His eyebrow arched in amusement, his gaze unwavering as he awaited her response. The quiet between them was charged with unspoken feelings, and Sasuke's playful demeanor only seemed to draw out the emotional undercurrents of the night.