She wasn't obsessed. No matter what Kiba and Shino said. She was just very much in love with him. So much that whenever he would get within a five-foot radius of her she would faint. No matter how much she tried not to faint it was and automatic reflex. She didn't even have to see him to know he was close.
She wasn't a stalker. No matter what Tenten said. Just because she happened to know every little detail about him didn't mean anything. She just happened to follow him ever now and then. Just because every now and then was every day didn't mean anything. Just because she forced herself to like ramen didn't mean anything either.
No matter what Kurenai-sensei said she wouldn't tell him. It wasn't that she didn't want to but he wasn't in love with her. He was in love with that sluty pink haired Haruno. She was the only person Hinata could bring herself to hate. She hated her for so many reasons. She was pretty while Hinata was plain. She was strong and Hinata was weak. Sakura was smart and Hinata struggled. She had Naruto and his heart and did nothing with it. She was the only person Hinata could hate.