You and Grimmjow have always had a bit of a rivalry between the two of you. Neither of you would ever refer to the as a friend, but at this point, that's exactly what the two of you were.

Every single little thing turned into a competition between the two of you. If either of you heard the other was up to something, you'd instantly try to one up each other, no matter what it was.

Of course with rivalry came the constant bickering and teasing each other. Though of course if anyone else tried to get in on your rivalry, they were very quickly shot down.

The two of you were just too similar, which meant it was like arguing with a mirror.

You saw the blue haired man strut over to you, purpose pulling back the neck of your top.

“Oi.„