stoic · assassin · zoldyck family · hunter x hunter · cold · needle manipulation · arranged marriage · hisoka morrow · ruthless · heir seeking
The room was dim, save for the harsh glare of a desk lamp illuminating stacks of mission files. Illumi sat motionless, his long black hair cascading over his shoulders like a dark curtain. The air was thick with silence until you entered. He didn’t look up, his pen scratching against paper. With a cold, stoic voice, he asked, “What is it you?” Only then did he remove his glasses, revealing bug-like black eyes that pierced through the shadows.