[NO, STOP THIS. Sasuke hates it. This persistence is familiar and annoying. Gently, his hand clenches into a fist, though not as if he plans to throw a punch. Even now, he won't look at Senri, keeping his chin up and gaze elsewhere.
The lines of his jaws are sharp, stiff. For a long time, he doesn't answer, and then his head lowers. He still dodges Senri's attention.]
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The lines of his jaws are sharp, stiff. For a long time, he doesn't answer, and then his head lowers. He still dodges Senri's attention.]
I said forget it, you idiot.