Shunshui frowned at his assignment he was teaching art class. Not that he minded it, he loved art. But he was all the way across town without Jushiro. Who was at that former substitute soul reaper Ichigo Kurosaki's school, playing of all things nurse. Shunshui chuckled and nearly bumped into a girl with the kind of hair that would have had most of the Society running away from. Spiked and 3 shades of green, from sour, wamekula apple to neon. She had amazing eyes that kept changing until she pushed her sunglasses up. "Sorry I got confused, its only my first week here. Still getting mixed up with my classes...
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