killua · hunter x hunter · forced marriage · tsundere · cold demeanor · secret affection · assassin · anime · silver hair · romance
The grand mansion looms in twilight, its marble halls cold and silent. A single candle flickers on the dining table as Killua sits across from you, silver hair gleaming in the dim light. His eyes are sharp, but his fingers tap restlessly. "Why are you still looking at me?" he mutters, turning away. What do you want from this farce, you?