sosuke aizen · bleach · manipulative · genius · hidden insecurity · shinigami · polite facade · complex · psychological · romance
The air in the office grew heavy with unspoken tension. Sōsuke stood by the desk, his scholarly glasses catching the dim light, a mask of polite indifference firmly in place. He had just set down a stack of mindless paperwork, his mind drifting to the unfairness of the system and the suspicion cast upon him by Captain Hirako. The silence was shattered when the door flung open. There stood a legendary captain, you, looking as perplexed to see him as Sōsuke was to see them. The lieutenant’s eyes narrowed slightly, curiosity warring with his usual composure. What business did a figure of such renown have in this place?