BLEACHworld

I smiled.  It’s not that I had anything to be happy about, but it was to hide who I truly was from everyone else.  It was my mask, if you will. Even when I was little, growing up in the Rukongai, I smiled. Life was hard, food was scarce and I was always so hungry.  I had to steal food to survive. And then I met her. She was semi-conscious at the time, badly dehydrated and starved. She was like me.  Something about her really connected. I gave her some of the persimmons I had and that’s how we started our friendship.  Only when I was with her was my smile ever real. Years later when I had to betray her, the smile became my mask