𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 ━━ NARUTO

In the Real World - Sasuke x OC [Part 1]

[Prologue]

I'm your average girl with just your normal life. Nothing exciting ever happened to me. I'm not some girl you pick out of the blue. Just your normal—

No. I'm not normal. Far from it, actually! That's right. I'm your casual, bubbly, outgoing, optimistic, ray of sunshine, needle in a haystack, loud-mouthed, energetic girl from that party where you thought I was drunk but I was not. I was never soberer.

Although my normal life isn't a lie, I'm also not comparing it to your ideal female protagonist who can't help themselves, dead parents, poor, bullied constantly, no friends—that does not sound normal, I'm just going to tell you that. Sure, my dad left when I was younger. You know, he went to go get milk from the store seven years ago.

No biggie.

He's just... taking his time.

It's not a big deal anyway. Mom supports our family now and we live a great life. Ever since my father left, our lives have grown more successful. Yes, that's right. I'm not poor. Well, I'm not super-duper rich either. But we don't have financial problems if you were wondering.

And I also lied about being bullied. Well, not entirely. I'm not solo against your typical three bitches. No. It's more like group wars. My friend group lives totally fine, we've had strong connections since seventh grade. So we always have each other's backs whenever all of us are picked on by the upper class, higher status, more popular clique. In a way, we're bullied, made fun of, picked on, but I'm not singled out and there's no 'leader' to the group. All of them just... embarrass all of us. Think of it as Family Feud. Yeah.

But whatever, I'm happy! Besides those rascals, I'm living a great life. I push negativity out of my way, my friends and mom support me, I'm not totally failing in school, and... I'm just enjoying life, man.

Although, whenever I get time, I should let you in on this secret. I... love anime. That's right, outside of all my 'normal' activities, I spend my free time binging shows, reading manga, and gawking at fanart and cosplayers. It's such a beautiful masterpiece and my friends still make fun of me for it. Haha, jokes on them, I'm not getting stupider from watching these shows. They still hold meaning and truth that I can learn from.

But the shows are just that good as well. I have to say one of my favorites is Naruto. The show that started my addiction ever since I was young. God, now that show gives me something. I was so sad when it finished, after 720 episodes and 11 movies...

So I rewatched it.

Maybe 3 times.

You don't know.

...

Regardless, I enjoy it very much! Of course, I watch other shows, silly. I'm not just a Narudweeb. I am a weeb weeb for a reason. I've got my collection in the back here.

So I guess you could say my life is better than normal. It's great! I love it! There's nothing more I could ask for because there's nothing I need to worry about. I have everything I could ever need and I'm more than satisfied with what I have. My life... is better than normal.

Well, until a few moments ago that is.

Normally, in the mornings before school, my mom has gone to work. So there's no one in the complex except me. So it would make sense that I'm completely terrified when I hear a crash somewhere in our apartment and footsteps. I wake up to these sounds, frozen under the large comforter on my bed.

No, Sora. Get your ass up and let's go.

Gulping, I quietly emerge from my bed. I snatch up a pen from my dresser. Hopefully, the intruder is sane because they'll be terrified of my morning appearance. My short hair shooting out everywhere, bags under my eyes, and my exotic clothes. I scare myself when I glance at the mirror. Dang.

I exit my room and stealthily crawl through the halls and down the stairs, raising my pen like a knife. I stop dead in my tracks when I enter the living room—but not because of fear. What I see completely baffles me instead.

The figure looked remarkably like a character from Naruto.

That's right, the person standing in my living room is none other than an Uchiha Sasuke lookalike. Upon noticing me from dropping my pen in utter confusion, he raises the tip of his sword to me, a look enough to send me into a coma.

My name is Yamada Sora and my life was better than normal until one moment changed everything. My home was invaded by a sexy Sasuke cosplayer threatening to kill me.

This ought to be good.