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He was always alone.
He remembered from the day he was 'born' into the Soul Society, he felt alone. Despite having a grandmother, he never once felt that he had company. He didn't walk on the same soil as everyone, and felt that he was either below their feet or walking high above them.
He was the outcast, the freak. He wondered if it was because of the colour of his hair and eyes. It made the loneliness worse, digging into the vacant spaces in his heart.
However, what he remembered more than the loneliness was meeting her. That girl, who without question smiled at him from the moment their eyes met. It was the first only time he didn't feel truly alone.
To this day, he still feels lonely. He had an immensely powerful zanpukto, and he was recently made a captain. He now stood high above the majority of shinigami, and at times, he could almost feel the bitter feelings he had when he lived in the Rukongai. Even the captains saw him only as a child.
It's only when Hinamori stands beside him that the loneliness is less painful. He knew, in time, the lonliness would die and fade away, and it would be because of her.
AN: A slightly angst drabble to start off the collection. How this'll work is I'll be writing four oneshots/drabbles for each letter of the alphabet. Feel free to suggest prompts or themes, it'd be extremely helpful. Also, Happy birthday to Hitsugaya!
Thanks you for reading and I hope to see you in the next one :)
Keep writing!
-Warrayfinson