Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach
Author’s Note: I’m sorry if they are a bit of OOC.
The alarm clock is blaring in the room. A slender hand punched the clock off. The cocoon on the bed moved and reveals an orange haired girl. Orihime sat up, a little daze. She rubs her eyes while looking into her clock.
It’s been 2 years now since the winter war. Life goes back to normal, well as normal it could get after what happen. I have change so much since that time. It’s not like they’ll notice just how much I have really changed. It took them that incident to start noticing the few changes. Thinking that it was only a side effect of whatever was done to me in Hueco Mundo.
She signed and got up to prepare for school. She did her morning rituals and prepare for school.
The first change would be her color choices. Such as clothes, trinkets, manicure color etc. She preferred green, orange and black colors now instead of orange, yellow and red. No one re