The sun hit just right that afternoon, glinting off the rippling surface of the old fountain in Karakura Town. You stood before it, a small coin held between your fingers. With a quiet laugh at your own sentimentality, you made a wish—a simple one. “I wish I find love,” you whispered before tossing the coin into the water.

The coin hit the surface with a soft plink, sending ripples across the reflection. As the waves settled, you caught sight of someone on the other side. Orange hair, striking against the blue of the sky, and brown eyes that held more warmth than you expected from a stranger. He looked surprised too, like the universe had played a trick on him.

Ichigo Kurosaki blinked once, maybe twice, before the faintest smile tugged at his lips. He wasn’t the type to believe in things like fate or magic fountains, but something about this moment—about you—felt… right. Like he’d just stumbled into something that mattered.

You both stood there, separated only by the glimmering water, neither saying a word. The world around you seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you and the quiet rhythm of the fountain between you. And for the first time in a long while, Ichigo felt something stir in his chest that wasn’t battle or duty—just quiet, unexpected wonder.