As he walked through the busy market in the centre of Konoha, Sasuke began to feel rather agitated. He hadn't meant to walk this far away from the compound, and there were far more people here than in his clan's section of the village. it was a fairly warm day so people had been drawn away from their houses and into the bright streets of the village, making the market incredibly crowded.
A scowl begins to settle on the young boy's face as he weaves his way out of the tangle of people, managing to find himself in a quieter part of the village. With a frustrated huff he sits himself down under a nearby tree.
Today was going terribly. All he wanted was to take his mind off the pressures that were being lain on him at home. He loved his family, dearly, he just wished that it was easier to be part of such a powerful, well known clan.
"I don't know if I'll ever be able to be as good as Nii-San... even if i train and train and don't stop.... people will always see him as the best...." It was a saddening thought, to think that the person he loved most was so far superior to him.
His hand reaches to his side and tears a handful of grass from the floor. With another huff he throws the green strands out in front of him and crosses his arms over his chest.
