It was pretty normal in the Seireitei. Most students were having their break or getting ready for dinner while the sun was slowly setting down on the horizon making the sky coloured with an orange and purple tone through out. Everyone was doing their own thing in their breaks. Most of them were just studying their books or having a drink to relax. There was one student though that wasn't doing any of them. There was one student though that wasn't near any of the other students. This student was named Sora Mamoru.
Sora was sitting on the roof of the Shino Academy. He was sitting there calmly with his legs crossed with his toes dangling down the edge. His purple with yellow coloured eyes was closed while his black hand with red tips fell partly in front of them. He was sitting there enjoying the silence calmly. Sora was mostly the odd one. He was the quiet one that preferred not to talk to anyone except needed to. Most people just forgot about him.
He started to meditate while sitting on the roof. His Zan was laying on his lap. He felt his reiatsu flowing through his body while he meditated. A faint of a light blue colour was slowly pulsing from his body. His reiatsu colour slowly showing him self. It wasn't by allot. It was just enough to cover the outline of his body. following every single wrinkle in his clothing from head to toes.