White-Clad Sasuke

Konoha, Year 55. Konoha Hospital...

“Phew...” A child suddenly sat up in bed. After a moment of confusion, he raised his right hand and rubbed his forehead. “Good thing it was just a dream...”

“Wait...” The boy froze. Trembling, he pulled his hand away from his forehead and held it in front of his eyes: a small hand.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.