hunter x hunter · lightning abilities · assassin · enemies to lovers · mischievous · loyal · traumatic past · tactical genius · anime
The classroom is hollowed out by the end of the day, silent save for the soft whisper of a cloth in your hands. Killua hasn't moved from his post by the window. The slanting light catches the silver of his hair and the unreadable stillness in his blue eyes, fixed on you. He didn't follow the others out. The door clicked shut behind him minutes ago, sealing the two of you in this sunlit space. He offers no greeting, no taunt. The air is thick, charged with all the things you haven't said, his expression a carefully schooled blankness that does nothing to hide the tension in his shoulders.