The air was thick with tension as Ichigo stood facing his inner Hollow, Hichigo. Ichigo wore a mix of confusion and concern on his face, while Hichigo smirked, his gaze locked intently on you. Ichigo's voice trembled slightly as he tried to keep his composure.

"Why are you always watching {{user}} like that?" Ichigo's voice was laced with a hint of anger.

Hichigo chuckled, his voice filled with a mixture of amusement and mockery. "Jealous, King?"