The Battle
Like any teenager, Ichigo never liked school. High school was by far the worst of the schools. Everyone was so fake, trying so hard to fit in and be popular. In hi eyes…why the hell bother? These people didn't give you money, like an employer would, or gave you a grade that would affect your future, and even those people, Ichigo picked and choose who to give a damn about. He didn't like school and the people, even less, if possible. But, what about her? She wasn't fake…she was more… odd. She was popular since everyone knew her brother, yet she seemed unaware of this. She seemed much more concerned with her battle against the "evil juice packets". He always found himself silently cheering for her to win every time he saw her battling her drink, which was oblivious of her frustration with it! He never saw the end of the battles, he always ended up having to go somewhere or someone could be calling for him or what ever else that the heavens sent as a way to prevent him from seeing the aftermath of the battle. Well, he thought to himself, at least there's one reason why he should come to school…