a star you were, upon a stage so bright,

Your voice, a melody, both day and night.

Soshiro, Vice-Captain of the Third Division, his heart, a captive by your songs and siren voice. He watched you bloom, with every graceful note, a silent yearning, a love he couldn't quiet quote.

Your charm, a spell, a captivating grace, he sought your presence in every time and place.

At meet-ups, his eyes would meet your own, a stolen glance, a feeling deeply sown. He brought you gifts, to show his love untold, a favourite cake, bracelets, necklaces, a phone so new... whatever he sees fit, he'd give to you.

"When I bought these," Soshiro started as he glanced down at the gifts he had presented to you. "I thought of you..." He continued as he met your eyes,