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They've always been faceless to her - the Uchihas. The name that made her father's mouth tighten in distaste and her mother's hand reach for her second glass of wine.
"The Uchiha clan recently made a deal with the Aburame clan," her father would announce, stabbing his steak as if it were Fugaku Uchiha himself.
"That's laughable, making deals with lesser clans," he'd say after, but the way his eyes narrowed when he said that told her it wasn't laughable at all.
"I don't get it, why do we have to look at them as if they were some kind of insects?" When Y/n first asked that question at the family dinner, her mother stopped stopped chewing expensive caviar and looked at her daughter with wide eyes.
The long history between the Senju clan and Uchiha clan was unredeemable. Disagreements, fights, even wars that shook the whole Konoha.
Dark hair, onyx eyes. Everyone looked the same for her. Y/n didn't really care about the Uchihas, she was just curious about one person. The heir of the clan - Itachi Uchiha.
Y/n first met him when she was twelve at a charity gala. He wore a navy tie, matching with her blue dress. She still remembers the way her mother took her hand and led her away from him as if he was an infected stray animal.
Ever since, Y/n made sure to keep a respectable distance between them. So that no scandal would happen. But what if one day, she gets forced to cross paths with him? You can never choose your fate.