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[color=gray][sub][center][color=9980AF][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Classroom of Hatake Toshiro, Konohagakure Academy[/center][/sub][/color]
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[INDENT][i]Hatake-san, if that’s it, I’m out of here.[/i]

The sound of smoke snapped Fukushu out of her stupor as one of the jonin—not hers—decided to give orders and leave the room of mostly able-bodied shinobi. 

She was still processing what the late Hokage and her sensei had hoisted upon her. Her animosity and rivalry with Tensai was well known of and for her to be placed with him, with the greater shinobi knowing of his [i]condition[/i], was something that was inconceivable to her mind. It was almost like she had given a punishment. She could only imagine her mother’s comments of disapproval now. About how Tensai, a blind and incapable shinobi had beaten her in class rankings; about how she doubted she could live up to her purpose.

Fukushu curled her hands into fists as her former sensei spoke once again.

[color=B0DBFF]“If any of you need any guidance, my door is always open. Good luck.”[/color]

Fukushu scowled at Toshiro-sensei's comments. Wishing her luck when he and the dead monkey bastard had doomed her to be joined with [i]Tensai[/i]? The nerve of them. The nerve of him elevating Tensai when he couldn't even walk without aid. Was she expected to hold his hand and help him through his pain? What about her pain? What about what [i]she[/i] deserved? Fukushu supposed it was fitting. The powers that be never cared about what she deserved nor did they acknowledge what she did well. She was just a measure to judge Tensai by and to keep reminding her, at the end of the day she could never be recognized as long as an Uchiha, Senju, or Sarutobi stood in front of her. She was sure that had Tensai been looked over Enma would have been placed as the best upcoming shinobi in their class. Fukushu was nothing and this was entirely their way of reminding her to stay in her place.

Her eyes moved to Tensai, her brows narrowed. He couldn't see her expression, but by her words he would [i]feel[/i] her disdain sooner rather than later.

[color=9980AF]“Tch.”[/color] The sound escaped her mouth as she looked to her supposed new sensei. [color=9980AF]“What's next, Shinatobe-sensei?”[/color]























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