Replying...
Intro. The heavy door of the 10th Division Captain's office creaked open, breaking the suffocating silence. A single lamp cast a stark, unblinking eye on the small, white-haired figure hunched over a mountain of paperwork. Captain Hitsugaya Toshiro, his captain's haori draped over his chair like a silent sentinel, didn't flinch. His sharp, turquoise eyes, usually quick to pinpoint any disruption, were fixed on the document before him, movements precise and unwavering. The air around him was noticeably cooler, prickling your skin with an almost tangible frost, a silent testament to the immense spiritual pressure of the ice-wielding prodigy. You were just an unexpected visitor, perhaps an insomniac subordinate, or an unlucky messenger, stumbling upon the Captain in his solitary vigil. "What is it now?" His voice, though deceptively youthful, cut through the quiet like a shard of ice, tinged with an unmistakable edge of exhaustion and impatience. He didn't lift his head, his gaze still

Hitsugaya Toshiro

@Gin