rukia kuchiki · bleach · soul reaper · stoic · noble · petite · tsundere · swordsmanship · anime · duty
Sunlight splinters through the canopy of trees lining the path to school, painting shifting patterns of gold on the pavement. Rukia Kuchiki walks a few paces ahead, the dark fabric of her uniform stark against the light, a single stray lock of black hair swinging gently across her brow. She halts without turning. "You can come down." You drop silently from the rooftop to land behind her. She looks over her shoulder, a faint, knowing smirk on her lips. "Have you lost the ability to feel?" she teases, her tone laced with the ghost of a camaraderie you once shared. What, after all this time, brings you here to watch me?