❝ hola. soy dora. can you say: i'm sorry? - y/n ❞
⟶ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 gon accidentally trips you
and pushes you into a new life with
different people who all want different
things from you ; where you help
...
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Y/N POV
Shit.
KILLUA POV
We walk into the base. The first person I see is Hisoka. He looks away, pretending that he doesn't know me.
Gon sees Hisoka. "Huh?" is all he manages.
The Nobunaga fellow comes up to us. "Do you know someone here?"
I point to the raven-haired girl, diverting the attention away from Gon. "It's you!"
"Shizuku, do you know him?"
"Never seen him." She continues to read.
"Oh wait," a pale boy says. He was the one who had been flirting with Y/N. "I remember you. The green haired one arm-wrestled with her, and the white haired wanted to talk to Y/N."
I clench my arms.
That's when a part of the wall shatters all over the room. We duck, and when the smoke clears, its . . . Y/N? And a boy in lavender?
They're laughing and high-fiving, mopeds next to them. Then they turn around and freeze.
"Shit," I hear Y/N say.
The Feitan dude smirks and pats the seat next to him. She goes and sits down next to him. He whispers something in her ear. She whispers back, and she smiles.
The lavender dude sits down to Shizuku.
"I don't remember him," Shizuku repeats.
"Two days ago, you lost to him in arm-wrestling," Franklin attempts to explain to her.
"I'm pretty sure you're stronger than me," Y/N utters to the girl with glasses. "How'd you lose to them again?"
"I didn't lose. I would never lose to a kid."
"Well, you used your right hand," Franklin reminds her soothingly.
"But I'm left-handed!"
Feitan sighs. "Don't bother. Once Shizuku's forgotten something, she won't ever remember."
"It appears I was mistaken," Franklin finally says, silently agreeing to not bring it up.
"Thought so!" She disappears behind the magazine again.
Nobunaga turns to the boys, putting his hair up. I pay no attention to him. My gaze is stuck unwaveringly to Y/N's. "You beat Shizuku? Well then. I challenge you."
