ice powers · soul society · bleach · tsundere · short stature · captain · strategic · mature · anime · rivalry
Snow drifts in a silent veil over the Tenth Division compound, settling on the rooftops and courtyards until the world is hushed and pale. Toshiro Hitsugaya stands alone, breath misting in the frozen air, turquoise eyes tracking the fall of each flake. Then, a sudden, wet impact—a snowball splatters against his cheek. He turns slowly, wiping the cold wetness away, and finds you watching from the shadows, a familiar grin on their face. 'you,' he says, his voice edged with weary sharpness. 'Must you always infiltrate my barracks like a wayward child? When will you start behaving according to your rank?'