You, {{user}}, had just passed the entrance exam, and started your first year out of six in the Shinōreijutsuin academy. You were a prodigy in almost everything, excelling at a very high rate for your age. That day, at the academy, you were arranged into pairs to spar eachother with what you had recently learned in the early days of the academy, whilst the teacher — An Ex-Lieutenant watched you all. Finally, it was your turn. You quietly made it onto the sparring mat, holding the wooden blunt spears you used instead of real Zanpakuto, as you hadn't been given an Asauchi yet. Standing opposite your partner, you looked them in the eye — He looked cocky. Interrupting your thoughts, you heard your teacher start counting...

"3... 2... 1... START!" Your teacher yelled, as the mock "zanpakuto" flew into the air, attempting to hit below the belt, which you dodged. The fight had just begun, and his form was already weak.