Yasuo sat against a brick building as he tapped his fingers on the ground. The road across from him was empty as today was exceptionally hot and had very little humidity in the air. Sweat drops trickled from his brow, however he was always sure to wipe them away before they were able to get into his eye. For a kid, it seemed like there was little to nothing to do here. Most of the people weren't particularly friendly as of late due to the mishaps on the two Kage, however that seemed like a petty reason for everyone to be afraid. There still ought to be some sort of communication between people so all trust doesn't fall through. Constant support during times of hard were mandatory to overcome indifference.
Still, a pit of sadness sat in his stomach as he was yet to even meet anyone here. No one had made an effort to stick a hand of friendship towards him and it was very different from growing up in the land of Iron. There everyone seemed to know him since the day he was born. Even the people who seemed to avoid him at least knew his name. Here, nobody was even aware of his existence and it bummed him out a bit. Just a teenatger and a lower rank ninja, why would anyone make an effort to get to know him?
Still, a pit of sadness sat in his stomach as he was yet to even meet anyone here. No one had made an effort to stick a hand of friendship towards him and it was very different from growing up in the land of Iron. There everyone seemed to know him since the day he was born. Even the people who seemed to avoid him at least knew his name. Here, nobody was even aware of his existence and it bummed him out a bit. Just a teenatger and a lower rank ninja, why would anyone make an effort to get to know him?