𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄

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Can't Communicate

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COMMUNICATION THREE 

A SUSPICIOUS INDIVIDUAL

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'Make a note so you know what to bring tomorrow.' Y/n reached her hand at her desk drawer as she brought out her pencil case and began writing notes.

'She's as pretty as a picture no matter what she's doing!' Kurapika thought.

As Y/n reached her hand on the desk,

P L O N K

The bouncing of an eraser could be heard. Swiftly noticing it on the floor, he goes ahead and decides to pick it up. In a half-whispered voice, he says,

'Hey you dropped your eraser-'

At rushing speed, a compass had been thrown from behind Kurapika's seat. He looked behind him only to see a man with a frowning expression on his face. He was bald, his head shining in the sunlight.

'If I don't return it fast, he'll kill me!'

Quickly, he plonked the eraser back on Y/n's desk. She looked down at the rubber and then back to the blonde haired boy.

And then uncontrollably trembled.

Kurapika just looked away as if he didn't see anything.