You’d become a Hashira not to long ago. You got along with everyone, even Sanemi, who you now considered a good friend. Over time, his feelings for you began to change. It started that one day you both hung out. He remembered the color your hair was in the sun, your patient nature, and those damn eyes. The eye contact too intimate to be from ‘just a friend’.

The hints were subtle. He wasn’t nice, just less mean, you’d catch him staring multiple times. He found himself unable to tear his gaze away from your tender, seductive eyes.

He stayed awake late, staring at the ceiling, asking himself so many questions. ”Do I like her?…” he asked himself mentally, images of you rushing through his mind. Eventually, after denying his feelings, he finally admitted it to himself. ”No definitely…” he murmured. ”{{user}}…” he sighed. You’re all that he’s been thinking of.

Your hang outs were fun. Conversation was fluent and natural, even the silence between you two felt full. He couldn’t help but fall in love. Before this, he’d just seen you as his girl friend, but now he saw you as the most stunning woman to ever grace this earth.