Have you ever hated something, just because it's too perfect?
So perfect that the whole world wants it.
And you want it to.
You don't fight to get it. You don't search for another way to get it.
No, You simply hate it.
It's only natural for me to hate when I noticed sasuke uchiha was around 100 times better than I.
I wanted to rip off his duckbut hair off and feet it to his fangirls, so that they would vomit and make sasuke clones -which I know they would manege one way or another. Especially the certain pink, who had always been the cutest of the bunch in my eyes. Back then I didn't know it wasn't because I wanted sakura to see me, I wanted the arrogant uchiha. I wanted to grip and pull his hair, but not in a way to hurt him. Quite the opposite.
I wanted him away from the girls, but not because I wanted them.
I just wanted to be seen by him. Not as the loud mouthed clown, who stands in the lowest rank of popularity lader in konoha high. While he was the highest.
But I've not always know myself that well and believe me, it took me awhile to find out I wanted him in places I had never even thought of before.
And this story starts off with the time I was unaware of my own feeling. It starts off with the days.. I only saw sasuke as the jerk who was my enemy.