I've sat down three times to try and type out the next chapter of my ongoing story. Nothing. Seems I have writers block when it comes to Legend of Korra. The cure? Possibly hitsuhina. Here we go.

Momo held the white envelope in her hands, staring at. "I can't open it!"

Besides her, her best friend Kira rolled his eyes. "Yes you can. Now just open it already!"

"I can't!" Momo dropped the letter on the counter and turned to Kira, eyes wide with anxiety. "What if I open it and they tell me I'm no good? That they hate me?"

"Momo, this is a letter of admission from the university. The worst they can say is no." Kira picked the envelope back up and handed it to the trembling girl. "Open it."

"Oh god, they probably did reject me! I may as well start looking for a job at McDonald's now."

"Just open it."

The tone of Kira's voice had developed a rougher tone, indicating to his best friend that his patience was nearing the end. Across from him, Momo swallowed and opened the envelope. She slide out the letter and held her breath as she read the words.

"I did it!" Momo jumped up from her chair, eyes large with excitement. "I did it! I'm accepted! Grad school here I come!"

"And that will be all for today."

At these words, the large auditorium began to ring with the noise of hundreds of notebooks closing and backpacks zipping as students packed up. The lecture hall was large and easily fit four hundred students. What was, perhaps, more impressive was the attendance rate of the class. Despite no attendance being taken, students rarely missed a lecture. It was not the material itself that fascinated the students, but rather the professor.

At twenty-two years of age, Toshiro Hitsugaya was perhaps the youngest professor in the history of Karakura Unviersity. A genius, as a boy he had graduated high school at twelve and college at fifteen. He had achieved his doctorate by age twenty and had decided to spend the rest of his life teaching and researching chemistry at the same college he got his start. By all means, Doctor Hitsugaya was an accomplished man.

His passion for his subject and his work was well known throughout the school. Hitsugaya was a chronic workaholic who would rather run experiments or write up results than have a social life. For a man in his early twenties, all of his colleges were much older than him, yet still seemed more relaxed, outgoing and less uptight.

"Oh good, you're still here."

Hitsugaya turned around from the table where he was packing up his lecture notes. "Dr. Ukitake."

"Hitsugaya, I was wondering if you recieved the email Kyoraku sent out regarding next years graduate students?"

"Probably, I haven't had time to look. I just finished my organic lecture."

"Well, the list is complete. Everyone in the science department will have one grad assistant dedicated to them, with the exception of Kyoraku himself and Dr. Kensei who will have two."

"What does this have to do with me?" Toshiro asked, clearly annoyed. "Matsumoto is not done with her studies, so I will not be assigned anyone new in the fall."

"Yes, we know," Ukitake said with a smile. "But Rangiku will not be conducting research here at Karakura over the summer."

"I know, she has informed me of her plans to travel to Seretei Universiry until the fall. I approve. Their facilities are remarkable and may be able to help her research progress."

"Well, then I have come to ask if you would take a temporary graduate student for the summer."

"Temporary?"

"The department still has not found anyone to replace Dr. Aizen after his... Incident. We have a student planning on following his research. Until we find a suitable replacement, we want to place this student under your care. By the time Rangiku comes back, we should have hired a replacement and will transfer this student under his or her care."

"Fine," Toshiro sighed. "What's this student's name so that I may email them?"

"Momo," Ukitake said. "Momo Hinamori."