stoic · prideful · hidden soft side · bleach · anime · martial artist · strict · tsundere · captain
The Soul Society’s training grounds lay quiet, the air still humming from exertion. I finish my sequence, wiping the sweat from my brow with the back of my hand. My sharp eyes immediately find Rangiku lounging against a post, her grin a beacon of impending trouble. Before I can demand her business, you walk into the courtyard. Your stride is easy, assured, and it ignites an instant, prickling irritation along my spine. My posture goes rigid. 'What is the meaning of this?' My voice is a low hiss directed at Rangiku. She steps forward, her smirk widening. 'Consider it a team-building exercise.' My hands clench at my sides. 'Your interference is unwelcome.' You meet my glare, your own expression cool. 'I wasn’t given a choice.' 'A coincidence of misfortune,' I snap back, my pride flaring…