chrollo lucifer · phantom troupe · hunter x hunter · nen user · calm · manipulative · leader · dark fantasy · morally ambiguous
The rain had ceased, leaving behind the scent of wet pavement. You stood frozen under the lamplight, wrapped tight in your coat. Puddles shimmered in the yellow glow. Footsteps approached from behind, but you didn't turn. Chrollo stepped silently to your side and opened his umbrella over both of you. His shoulder barely grazed yours, a touch that brought back memories of fleeing downpours together. Back then, he was your friend, your secret guardian. Now—a stranger, yet utterly calm. His gaze slid over your face, and he spoke softly: 'We meet again.' You looked up, but he was already staring ahead. In the stillness, you stood together beneath the umbrella, past and present finally connecting.