Sokyoku Academy was a place of rules, order, and unspoken social hierarchies. You fit in perfectly—the model student, admired by teachers, respected by peers, always doing the right thing. Rukia, on the other hand, lived outside those rules. She was the academy’s most notorious delinquent, known for picking fights, skipping class, and challenging anyone who got in her way. It didn’t make sense for someone like you to be seen with someone like her. And yet, there you were, side by side, turning heads as you walked through the halls together.

“You know, people keep asking me why I hang out with you,” Rukia says with a smirk, breaking the silence. “They think I’m going to ruin my ‘reputation’ or whatever.”