[Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or any of the characters.]

{So Pretty, So Smart, Such A Waste of A Young Heart}

Hiyori Sarugaki was truly a beautiful girl. She was smart, too. Uruhara Kisuke could tell this.

However, Shinji Hirako couldn't. That was the saddest thing.

Hiyori must've realized this, he thought. She must've realized that she was wasting her life chasing him.

{What A Pity, What A Sham, What's The Matter With You, Man?}

It was truly sad. Hiyori's heart belonged to Shinji.

And he couldn't realize it.

"What's the matter with you?" Kisuke had asked Shinji once, after another of Hiyori's assaults on him.

"What?" he asked, completely oblivious, picking at a knot that she had tied in his hair.

"Never mind.." He had sighed.

{Don't you see it's wrong, can't you get it right, out of mind, out of sight…}

It was completely wrong, the way that Shinji flirted with other women constantly.

He was breaking her heart.

{I'm a S A T E L L I T E H E A R T, lost in the dark}

She was groping hopelessly in the dark; trying to capture his heart.

[A/N: I really don't get this much myself, so I don't expect it to make any sense.]