Plot line:
You met the dashing and charismatic Ichigo a few months prior when he saved you from a horrific incident with a Hollow.
You both saw fate in one another's eyes but as fate had it you both went your separate ways.
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"BEEP BEEP BEEP"
The alarm rings, the bouncing echos transfer from wall to wall.
You groan, your arms let a stretch in search of the tyrant sound.
You feel the object touch the tip of your pinky finger and you "SLAM" your hand upon the top silencing the dreaded taunting of the clock.
Another goan can be heard from you. You reluctantly get up. Your back and arms crack and pop with each movement. You haven't been sleeping well recently, you're sore and in pain.
You turn and place your feet upon your cold wood floor, sending a chill through the bottoms of your feet.
You look around your room, barley any light can be seen peeking through your curtains. Your room is seeming to be hard to navigate, clothes, books and other objects corrupted the floor.
As you make your way across you bump and slam your legs and feet into numerous things along the way.
You make it to the other side and flip on your light switch. The light blinds you for a moment as you wait for your eyes to adjust.
"Damn-it" you think to yourself wiping the fluid from you're aching eyes.
You head over to your tattered wall with a lose hanger posted up with your schools new uniform.
~~~Time skip~~~
(Once you're at school)
You arrive at the school gate. You see several floods rushing in of several different students. First years, seconds, thirds and fourths, even some late staff.
It was kind of intimidating. Hearing the thousands upon dozens of steps rushing in past you. It was the first day what were you expecting. Really?
"H-Hey (Y/N)!" You hear a girl call out. Your head whips back and you see your two close friends Oliver and Jonathon.
Oliver waves gleefully and the other just smiles pleasantly.
You turn and wait for your two friends to catch up and once they do you all walk into the dreaded high school together. To soon only separate into different classes.
Hours and hour pass and you grew more and more bored. Lunch time hadnt even arrived and wasnt close.
You needed to leave, you were dying of boredom.
You rise up out of your steady chair and raise one hand.
"Ah, yes ms.(L/N)?" The teacher says in response to your position.
"May I go to the restroom Mrs?" You ask politely, trying to not look as if you're about to leave for an over needed amount of time to kill.
"Yes of course." She replies and soon goes back to the lecture.
You step out of your desk and away to the door. You head off into an area unknown to you to wander and explore.
