-Heart Split in Three-

4

The sun shone high in the sky that day, illuminating the streets and the buildings of the city and blinding passers-by.

The windows of the buildings, which were usually closed, were open that day and the owners of the houses admired the view from the balconies, welcoming with pleasure the feeling of warmth.

All this indicated how close the start of the summer holidays was. People were looking forward to moving into their summer homes and enjoying some peace and relax.

y/n was happy for a different reason: school was just a few days away.

In the summer she would have more time to spend with Chrollo and, one way or another, she would be able to confess to him and spend the summer with her new boyfriend.

But until that day she had had to go to school and undergo five boring hours of lessons.
It were moments like those that made her wish she was in class with Chrollo.

She would probably have been one of those love-blinded girls who stare at their crush instead of paying attention to the teacher's words.

Unfortunately, however, she was one grade ahead compared to him.
She was actually younger than Chrollo, but the boy had failed once and had to repeat the year.

But she knew that Chrollo didn't make a fuss of it; indeed, he was happy to have had the opportunity to meet Illumi and Hisoka, now his classmates.

Illumi had never failed any class, while Hisoka was the oldest of the three. The redhead would have already finished high school if he hadn't failed several times because of his conduct.

But it was not the time to think about school, a day full of emotions awaited her... But she was still unaware of it.

y/n walked over to her bedroom mirror and checked that her hair was in order.

She wore a pink dress with strawberries drawn on it that reached up to her thighs.

She couldn't think positive after Hisoka's words, but she wanted at least her outfit to be cute.

The girl ran down the stairs and headed into the kitchen to warn her mother that she was leaving.

«Can you buy milk at the supermarket? I thought I already got it, but apparently I was wrong,» her mother asked.

y/n knew she had no choice, so she nodded and sighed before leaving the house.
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Fortunately, the supermarket was almost empty and y/n hadn't had to queue before arriving at the cashier. What she didn't expect was to find Illumi at the spot of the cashier.

The girl smiled at him and greeted him politely. She had never spoken directly to Illumi, but he had always been nice to her so she saw no reason not to say hello.

Illumi responded by blinking a few times without changing his facial expression.

At least he had given signs of life.

After paying for the milk, y/n was about to leave the supermarket, but the ravenhead's voice stopped her.

«Wait... My shift ends in five minutes. I can take you to Hisoka's, he said he invited you too.»

y/n thought about it for a moment.

She didn't actually know where Hisoka lived; she intended to ask Chrollo, using the opportunity to spend more time with him.

But now she had an unmissable opportunity to bond with Illumi.

She smiled and nodded again, making Illumi's big dark eyes sparkle.

«Sure. I'll wait for you».
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The drive with Illumi had been very quiet.

No, for real, neither of them had spoken all the way.

But what mattered to y/n was to get to Hisoka's house as quickly as possible and tell the boy that she had no intention of taking part in his sick games.

Illumi led her into a spacious, dimly lit room where Chrollo was already.

y/n's heart skipped a beat when she saw him. He looked more attractive every day.

Illumi walked over to Chrollo and pointed to the TV hanging on the wall.

«Do you need help with that?»

Chrollo nodded, then he and Illumi began to talk as they tried to connect Chrollo's cell phone to the TV.

At that moment Hisoka appeared from the hall with a couple of bottles of alcohol in hand.

His golden eyes lit up when he saw y/n and he hurried to put down the alcohol before walking to the girl as quickly as possible.

y/n couldn't help but shiver when she caught Hisoka's predatory gaze.

The redhead took her hand and made her do a pirouette, admiring her dress.

«How did you know that pink is my second favorite color?»

«I didn't.»

Hisoka seemed pleased with her answer and demonstrated it with a laugh.

«What's your first favorite color?» the girl asked, genuinely curious.

Hisoka smiled as if he was waiting for nothing more than to be asked that question.

«Crimson. The color of blood.»

y/n couldn't have said why, but the excited voice Hisoka used to say the word "blood" sent a shiver down her spine.

«Psychopath...»

«You're about to have sex with this psycho,» Hisoka whispered in her ear before winking.

y/n tried to hide her nervousness when Hisoka took her hand and dragged her across a room down the hall.

«Hisoka... Where are we going?»

Hisoka turned on the light in the hitherto obscured room, revealing a room lit by red lights that contained a huge bed with silk sheets and numerous sex toys neatly displayed inside a glass window.

«To my room, of course.»