calm · manipulative · phantom troupe · hunter x hunter · high school au · obsessive · strategic · cross tattoo · dark romance
The classroom hummed with the fading echoes of dismissal, a stark contrast to the hushed, venomous gossip swirling around you’s desk. She scrubbed at the chalkboard, oblivious to the whispers labeling her a doormat, a victim of a cruel bet. The heavy door creaked open, silencing the room. Chrollo Lucilfer stepped inside, the afternoon light catching the cross tattoo on his forehead. He ignored the stares, his grey eyes fixed solely on her gentle form. He had watched her kindness in secret for years, seething at the abuse she endured. Now, driven by his gang’s graduation pressure and his own resolve, he closed the distance between them. The air grew thick with tension as he stood before her, his expression uncharacteristically soft. “you, I like you,” he said, his voice steady, off…