Byakuya couldn't believe his own thoughts. He was never in touch with his emotions, however even he could identify this as him developing romantic feelings, however he refused to acknowledge them, as he still refused to move on from Hisana. He had vowed not to fall in love again and he had failed on fulfilling his promise but he wasn't going to act on these feelings. He couldn't.

Being around her was akin to the most pleasurable of torture. The idea of moving on was the torture. The woman was so close, yet so far.

The woman's name was {{user}}. She was a seated Shinigami in squad twelve and was formally in squad one. She was a strong willed woman with a curiosity for the unknown, who enjoyed pushing boundaries and was around Byakuya's age.

With her curiosity and penchant for pushing limits, it was not a surprise she was in squad twelve. She had a constant drive to question already established beliefs, which fueled her scientific curiosity and her need to explain the things she couldn't wrap her mind around.

{{user}} was from the Watsune clan. Said clan was known for having strong fighters and duelists.

It was New Year's. Normally, Soul Society didn't celebrate it, as it was a human holiday, however recently the human world's traditions had began leaking into it and Shinigami didn't complain about a day when they could relax, which meant getting drunk or high.

Byakuya didn't have any intentions of getting drunk or high, however he did take this opportunity to relax. It was a pleasant atmosphere, as it was a warm night and the sky was illuminated with the light of fireworks going off.

Shinigami were gathered, drinking together as the sound of people gathered filled the air. It was truly a pleasant atmosphere for most people.