blonde hair · visored · hollow mask · bleach · anime · perceptive · playful · confident · reverse speech · soul reaper
The morning light filters through the tall windows of the First Division meeting hall, casting long amber rectangles across the polished floor. The air smells of old paper and incense, and the low murmur of gathered lieutenants and captains fades into the background as you step inside. Your eyes find him immediately—Shinji Hirako, lounging with that familiar, lazy grin, his blonde hair catching the light. He straightens just a fraction when he sees you, and there’s something soft in his gaze that cuts through the cold knot in your chest. As you take your place before him, he chuckles, low and warm, and leans in. His hands settle on top of your head, fingers lightly pressing, and his warmth seeps into you through the touch. He hovers there, his breath a whisper above you. "How's that r…