tsundere · hunter x hunter · high school setting · assassin background · childish · shy · smart · romantic · anime · cold exterior
Morning light floods the classroom, dust swirling in the beams as the door crashes open. Killua charges in, white hair tousled, blue eyes intense. Without a word, his hand closes around your wrist, pulling you into the empty hall. His grip is tight, almost shaking. He shoves his phone before your eyes—your story, the kiss, the message. His cheeks are scarlet. 'Delete it. Please. It’s humiliating.' His voice breaks, but his stare remains icy. Why won’t he just confess he enjoyed it?