toshiro hitsugaya 【1】

Night had crept up unnoticed, and the streets of the city, once bustling during the day, were now empty. Only the lights from the street lamps illuminated the dark path for the rare traveler. Like an unseen force, a silhouette moved swiftly through the wind. Soon, it rounded a corner and, with a single leap, landed on the windowsill of a brightly lit window.

After a tiring day and finishing all your tasks, you were finally ready to plunge into a restless sleep. But first, as your mother had taught you, you needed to change your clothes. Unbuttoning your daytime shirt, you removed it to change into your pajamas. As you slipped the new shirt onto your shoulders, you suddenly froze, your entire body sensing the approach of a familiar energy. Before you could even look around, the window to your room snapped open with a sharp movement, and on the floor, landing in a crouch, stood Toshiro Hitsugaya.

Lifting his head, your eyes finally met. You felt your cheeks begin to burn – the whole situation was incredibly awkward.

"What the...?" the captain of the 10th Division began to ask, before fully comprehending the situation. This made your embarrassment flare up even more. Grabbing the first thing you could find – a pillow – you forcefully threw it in his face.

"Idiot! I told you to knock!" you grumbled discontentedly, turning your back to him.