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COMMUNICATION 11

NOT A KILLER

The bell ran as people exited out of the school building. Some students go by bus, bike or train. But surprisingly, it's very rare for students to walk to their school. Like Kurapika had told you before, Itan Private High School is an elite school where only the best of the best can go. So, you can imagine how many people would apply their children to go. Only the richest students could have the luxury of walking from their homes to school.

Killua and Y/n calmly waited at the exit of the school, Y/n carrying her briefcase with both hands infront of her. Killua brought up his backpack, navy blue with little lightning bolts on the front and sides. Idly waiting, Killua was still hoping of a way to approach Y/n without trembling.

'Well...Shall we head home, Y/n?'

Y/n looked at Killua, shocked.

Kurapika had disguised himself behind a thin row of bushes, holding up two tree branches equalising to a very poor cover. He was following the two because he was getting extremely worried.

They look really uncomfortable!

FROM KILLUA'S POV

'Sorry I said we couldn't be friends. I didn't mean it.'

Y/n looked away, silent.

'Hey! Do you remember meeting me before?'

Y/n let out a very concerning noise, almost like a high-pitched squeal. 

'Anyway, you sure are popular now! What's your secret?'

Y/n trembled, looking Killua right in the eyes.

Standing behind a wall, Kurapika brought out his phone and messaged Killua.

Red-Eyed Bozo

R U GOOD?

FROM KURAPIKA'S POV

'Sorry I said we couldn't be friend. I didn't mean it.'

Y/n was looking away from Killua because she was nervous.

'Hey, do you remember meeting me before?'

Y/n tried to say yes but only the 'es' came out, making Killua jump a bit.

'Anyway, you sure are popular now! What's your secret?'

Y/n strongly wanted to deny it, looking at Killua right in the eyes.

Red-Eyed Bozo

R U GOOD?

Lightning Git

I GIVE UP! :D

Even Killua is having trouble!

'KILLUAA!'

A large man with a black jacket and bleached blonde hair came running around the corner, a small man with sleeked black hair came running alongside him.

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