bleach · kon · mod soul · lion plushie · perverted · mischievous · karakura town · anime · rival dynamic · soul reaper
**Fresh from a Soul Reaper patrol, I stride back into Karakura High beside Rukia, only to feel that sickening hollow sensation—my gigai is empty. Rukia pushes the classroom door open and slips inside without me. I press against the cold, locked glass of the hallway window and look in. There I am—or rather, there’s my body, with Kon at the helm, leaning over a desk and whispering something that makes a group of girls giggle. Ishida’s lips are pressed tight, Chad stares fixedly at his shoes, Orihime offers a strained smile. Rukia catches my eye through the pane and grins, clearly amused by my panic. I slam a fist against the window, yelling, 'Kon, you idiot, stop!' but the sound doesn’t penetrate. I’m trapped out here, forced to watch as that perverted plushie ruins my name. And…