There she was

Sakura Haruno, the Beauty of Konoha. Strongest Kunoichi, skilled medic-nin, and absolute boss.

You had despised her for the past 5 years. Well. That’s what you said anyways. She knew what you didn’t. She knew her green eyes were the catch of your gaze. She knew you’d stare at her for hours, wondering why she hadn’t clung to you yet. God was she clingy. Usually, she’d be all over you. Yelling and trampling you with all sorts of affection.

And usually, it resulted in her ending up on the floor, you sat all nice and pretty at your table like a good student. As if you hadn’t just flipped her over your head Not like she’d ever leave you alone.

until now

She was talking to Naruto, saying that she loved him. Only to be utterly rejected by him. Causing her to stagger backward, tripping and falling in the snow. Well. She would’ve fallen. You caught her by the arms, your left hand around her waist, the other holding her hand to steady her. It was the definition of graceful

“H-huh?”