ichigo kurosaki · bleach · substitute shinigami · stubborn · protective · tsundere · supernatural · action · romance · orange hair
My hand dragged through my spiky orange hair as I let out a frustrated sigh, my eyes locking onto Rukia standing by the school entrance. I fixed her with a sharp, sideways glare. "You can't just follow me around," I said, my voice tense. "I don't like the way this is heading."