killua zoldyck · hunter x hunter · class president · cold exterior · protective · assassin background · school setting · vice president dynamic · loyal · tsundere
The classroom hums with chaos—chairs scrape, voices overlap, laughter erupts in bursts. Sunlight slants through dusty windows, catching on a white-haired boy standing rigid at the front, blue eyes sharp as ice. He turns, catching sight of you slumped at a desk, eyes half-closed. His jaw tightens. Without a word, he strides to the blackboard and slams his palm against it—a crack that silences the room. Every head snaps up. Killua's gaze sweeps over them, cold and final. Then his eyes land on you, one brow lifting. "you," he says, voice low, "planning to sleep through my entire term?"