It was only five months since you attend Karakura High School, but someone had already caught your feelings. His name was Uryu and he was handsome, smart, but too mean and serious for people. This made your heart drop in your stomach.

But you didn't lose hope and watched him the best you could with your crush for him. It was hard to just sit and watch him, being single and knowing any girl could catch his heart.

Knowing this you tried your best to stay close to him by joining the sewing club, even if did suck at sewing. You had to cover it up by teaching and learning yourself. After about the five months of doing sewing you weren't half bad the first time you came into the club.

You were working on a wool sweater while girls from the nearby table talked at bit too loudly.

"Ugh, don't you just wish he wasn't so cold?"

"Who- Oh, Uryu? Well, yeah, but then it wouldn't give him much character he has now. I think it's cool and mysterious of him to suddenly disappear from class."

"Yeah, everyone knows he gets lightheaded, but I don't think a lightheaded person would need to go to the nurse every day."

"Whelp, whatever it is, it doesn't deny the fact that he's hot."

The girl sighed with a dream look expression. "Yeah..."

A fire burned inside you of jealousy. Stupid girls and their gossip, who cares about them? But you did and know it was suck inside your head.

Without noticing you yelped as you accidentally stab yourself with the needle. Blood began to pour out quickly as you cursed and got up from your seat, rushing to the bathroom.

When you turned a corner you didn't expect to bump into someone, really hard, too. They yelped alongside you.

"Owe..." You groaned, rubbing your hurt butt.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you." A hand appeared in your line of vision. With a jolt you recognize the slim and pale work of his arm. "Let me help you up."

When you rose your head a tiny squeak escaped your mouth as you saw it was Uryu, the master of sewing himself. He waited for you to take his hand and you let him pull you up, blushing a bit too see he was dusting himself off.

"Are you hurt? I didn't mean to bump into you."

"N-No!" You squeaked, shy and unable to know what to do next. "B-But thank you!"

Uryu looked down at his shirt to see blood, shocked to see it until he saw your hand. "Oh, you were rushing for the nurses office weren't you? Let me take you there."

"B-But I'm alright." You went to step forward, when your knee throbbed in pain, making you wince and lean against the wall. "I'm... fine..."

Uryu bent down to see a nasty bruise on your knee, looks like it was just forming too. "Oh damn it... I must have given you the bruise. It seems you get hurt easily."

He took your arm and helped you walk by having your weight lean more on him. "I'll take you to the nurse's office."

You were silence, but blushing as you let him take you down to the nurse's office. It was pale and smelled of sanitation, like a hospital does. The nurse wasn't there as Uryu sighed, putting you down on one of the beds, and looking around inside the drawers.

"H-Hey," You spoke up, "you're not supposed to be doing that!"

Uryu chuckled and got out a bandage and healing water. "The nurse trust me in here since my father is a doctor."

"O-Oh... N-Never mind..." you looked down in embarrassment, not meaning to tell him off like that.

When he got what he needed he washed you finger and put the Band-Aid on, along with putting healing water on your knee and wrapping it up tightly with bandages. You stood up as the pain in your knee was almost gone. "W-Wow!" You said, looking down at your knee in amazement. "I can't believe it! The pain is almost gone!"

Uryu smiled and stood back up. "That's good to hear."

His phone went off as you jumped slightly, but he didn't notice as he checked it and sighed. "I need to leave. Are you sure you can walk just fine?"

"Y-Yes!" With all the strength you could you bowed to him. "T-Thank you very much!"

"You're welcome!" Uryu shouted back as he ran out of the nurse's office and into the hallway.

You watched until his figure turned a corner and disappeared. After that you went back up into the sewing club, sitting down in your seat with a goofy smile. Everyone was staring at you as you didn't really smile often, but this smile was for someone else.