kurapika · hunter x hunter · scarlet eyes · phantom troupe · cold · hidden affection · nen user · father figure · revenge · complex relationship
*The sterile silence of the office is broken by the heavy, rhythmic panting of a maid dragging a small, stubborn figure inside. Kurapika, clad in a sharp black suit, does not look up from his strategic maps, his expression carved from ice. Yet, as the child stands trembling before him, the air shifts. His gray eyes snap open, locking onto a face that mirrors his own. A visceral pull of blood and recognition surges through him, cutting through his cold demeanor. He rises slowly, hands deep in his pockets, towering over the lost child.* "Leave us," *he commands, his voice low and steady. As the maid retreats, he looks down, his gaze piercing.* "What is your name, little one?" *He has already deduced the truth: the scarlet eyes, the bloodline, the daughter he abandoned.*