Sosuke Aizen, was officially peeved. He had never felt rejection before in his life, in any way, and for the first time, his resume was rejected. Why? Because they thought the man was over qualified. Aizen didn't necessarily want the job, he just wanted to finish a year of teaching so that it'd add to his experience and then the man could leave Japan for good.

For a 23 year old just-out-of-the-university math graduate, his only aim was to get a teaching job somewhere, for a year experience. He had a bachelor's degree in Mathematics, and also, a Ph.D. in Mathematics, he excels in Calculus the most. He was far too young to have a Ph.D., and well, Aizen was a perfect man. From a very young age, he did things better than his classmates, better than the teachers expected him to. And his qualifications were a little too much for a regular teaching job in a school in Japan.

At least high school?

Aizen sighed, he threw his cell phone on his bed, and frowned, as it began ringing. The caller ID read: Gin.

"What is it, Gin?" The man, Gin, always in a way, irked Aizen. He always flashed him that goofy grin every time he saw him, and Gin was a professional as well. He was the same age as Aizen, but he had a job. Gin was a Market Research Analyst, and if Sosuke didn't know better, his job paid him well, and Gin had the most leisure time than anyone Aizen knows.

"I've got a job for ya, Sosuke." Aizen grimaced.

Gin's previous attempts on finding Sosuke a job were…disastrous. He first did find him a teaching job. As a kindergarten teacher. No, that didn't work, for Aizen wasn't good with children. Next, he found him a tutoring course, but that won't add to your work experience.

"What job?" Aizen was desperate, you see.

"A math professor, in Sereitei high school!" Aizen almost dropped his phone. Gin had actually hit the jackpot. "For real?" Aizen smirked, picturing the scenes. He liked high schools, no, he loved them.

Not many people knew this, but only those close to Aizen did.

He wasn't exactly… ordinary.

Gin chuckled over the phone. "Yeah, you've an interview in twenty minutes." Aizen dropped the phone muttering, 'shit' and changed as quickly as possible.

Sosuke Aizen drove as fast as he could toward the said school, and he didn't even lock the door to his room. His roommate would practically cry if the door was locked, so Aizen just closed the door and gave the keys to the guy who lived next door. He checked his phone for a message from Gin, and it was there.

From Gin:

Meet a guy named Shunsui Kyoraku, he's the principal.

Sosuke smirked, and drove into the parking lot. Man, he's desperate. Maybe it's because he wants to get out of this place as fast as he can. He didn't want to become a Math genius actually, he just chose math because he was good at it. His likes were…different.

As soon as he stepped out, he brushed his rich brown hair backward, and blinked. He could see two girls looking at him, their faces red. Aizen's gaze shifted to their skirts, those slender well-toned legs, and he noticed their skirts were a tad bit too short, and he closed his eyes. It was just like he had imagined. He walked up to the girls and one practically squealed. "Excuse me, could you tell me the directions to the principal's office?" The girl, who wasn't making a funny sound nodded and, "W-walk this way, sir."

Aizen chuckled. 'Sir? Interesting.'

Some could say the man was a narcissist, but his damned good looks made him that way. Aizen was of the kind, 'I'm-sexy-and-I-know-it', and boy, he took that to his advantage. He liked it when girls went gaga over him, when he just blinked, or even if he just looked at them. He loved that he had this effect over girls everywhere, and back when he was in college, his looks sometimes affected a few teachers as well.

No wonder Aizen scored well all the time.

But scoring marks wasn't that hard, as he was a prodigy in almost everything he did.

And damn, he knew that too.

"This is the principal's office. I'm Loly." The girl said, and Aizen nodded. "Sosuke Aizen." He shook the girl's hand and smiled at the blonde next to her. "M-Menoly." She said, and Aizen nodded once more, before stepping inside.

"Ah, you must be Sosuke!" The man, in a pink kimono said. Aizen blinked. 'This…is the principal?' "Yes sir, I-""No need for formalities, it's just Shunsui." Shunsui winked, and Aizen cocked his eyebrow. "We need a Calculus teacher for grade 12, and my man Gin told me you were fit for the job!" Aizen could laugh. 'His man Gin?' Yeah right.

"Yes sir- I mean, Shunsui, I would love to fill in as a teacher." Shunsui smiled widely before setting down a few papers on the table. "Take a seat, Sosuke."

He did get the job, as Shunsui Kyoraku was a generous man.

And after speaking to the principal, Aizen walked out and got into his car, further avoiding any girl's gaze. Near his car he saw another girl, with auburn hair tied in a high pony tail, sweat running down her forehead, and her shirt clinging to her chest, making her seem more…revealing. She was just using the car as support to stuff books into her tiny bag. Aizen took a glance at her legs, tall and slender, the skin almost touchable. He smirked.

This school was good.

"Do you want some help with that?" The girl looked up at him and shook her head, "No, I'm fine, thanks." She stuffed the books inside and took a look at him. "Hello, I'm Sosuke Aizen, grade 12's new math teacher." The girl cocked an eyebrow and said, "Grade 12, I'm in that grade too. Good to meet you professor." and ran off.

Aizen frowned.

She wasn't affected. At all.

She just brushed past him, as if he were not there.

Aizen hated being ordinary, and that girl's gaze wasn't that of an enchanted puppy.

He finally smirked. He would have fun in that school, and he got into his car, and drove back to his room, his smirk not getting smaller.