Dan
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It wasn't unusual for Kiyobu to remain in the quiet space of the library, far from the commotion of the other students and far from the dramas, the rumours, and talks about things that didn't benefit him much in furthering his academic grades. It is his final year, and he feels compelled to apply himself fully, so much as to sacrifice most social interactions he deems distracting to his learning. For this reason, he remained in the quiet space of the library. At the same time, students would flock to their classmates and lose complete and utter composure over the news and announcements ringing through the hallways advising who the winner is. Kiyobu's denreishinki vibrated against the wooden desk as he saw the pop-ups appearing on his phone, briefly mentioning the outcome and winner.
From the corner of his eyes, he noticed 'Kenpachi Hagareshi', the new honorific title embedded into her name, sounded powerful and conveyed the deepest levels of respect and strength. Kiyobu only knew a few things about the current Captains of the Gotei 13, barely scratching beneath the surface of their achievements and powers. Things such as their tenure, recent accomplishments and innovations or changes made to Soul Society were only known to him, which was just their history, but to understand them deeper is something he will need to seek out on his own once he's become a Shinigami. Watching the games itself would've been an excellent starter to familiarise himself more with their power, but what was broadcasted on television would've been riddled with blurs and flashes; not even the cameras could keep up frame by frame. It'd be physically impossible to. Since the battle would've exceeded the sense of eyes and relied more on one's spiritual senses, which was gatekept by just how good they are at it. Students couldn't possibly grasp or follow in person—and Shinigami—except for the higher seated ones, would barely make out images in their minds being more descriptive of the Captain's actions, let alone through screens... so he instead invested his time in additional reading.
It wasn't before long he started hearing the light footfall of a classmate coming closer, choosing to still keep his eyes glued to the texts. He also, in part, focused on the sounds her feet made, playing a guessing game to himself to guess he's gotten it correct, but each name that came to mind was soon to all be disproven. It was peculiar, but he immediately recognised how this individual walked slightly differently. For the most part, girls had a much lighter footstep and shorter pacing, mainly attributed to their height and, on an average, more slender frame. But he also sensed a hint of the manner her feet paced across the timber floorboards... not slouchy, lazy, and neither was it too firm; but rather graceful. Such clues suggested that this girl was of an upper class of souls, perhaps even on a similar societal level as he was. Perhaps maybe Aiya? It was the only other name that popped into his mind.
—and just like that, his train of thoughts ended, having guessed right as a smirk painted his face, befalling his gaze upon her presenting herself before him.
"Aiya... Hello there!" he exclaimed in a contradictorily softly spoken tone, "I feel like it's a waste of my time, we're graduating this year, and I want to make the most of what time we have left," he said, pausing briefly to himself "I'm assuming you're returning your weekly readings? Also... I have a question, what are your thoughts on Hollows, are you looking forward to facing your first one when you do?" he juxtaposed, very curious on her response on the latter as he was just covering the content deeper in his readings.
