She taught me how to love [Killua x reader]

*Chapter 26*

Killua's P.O.V

"Killua?" I felt like someone was shaking me, "Killua!"

I shot my eyes open as I jolted up. A spiky haired boy looked at me with worry, "Hey, Killua." He frowned.

I had so much questions in my mind. Why is he frowning? Why does he looks sad?

"The results were already up. Surprisingly, I passed. I was promoted to the next grade." Gon had this comforting smile plastered on his face.

"Oh, really? That's great." I said then I realized that (Y/n) was not here, "Gon, have you seen (Y/n)?"

"She left.." He paused, "..after seeing your result."

"I saw yours too." Gon added.

"Really? Did I pass?" I asked curiously. Gon didn't reply.

"Killua.. I'm so sorry. You failed." The words came out of his mouth.

"Come again?"

"You failed, Killua."

I didn't believe him so I rushed to the board and saw my name there. In the list of the people who failed.

I couldn't believe my eyes. I wished that this was all just a dream. So all the hard work I've done was for nothing?

I went back outside with my eyes covered by my bangs. Gon gave me a tap on the shoulder, "Homeroom has already passed. Do you maybe wanna get some ice cream?"

"Gon, where can I find the principal?"

"What are you gonna do, Killua?"

"Something I've always wanted to do for a long time."
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Back at the Zoldyck mansion

"You did.. What?!" (Y/n) yelled in frustration, "are you kidding? I mean, I'm glad you passed but still!"

"Hihi." I grinned. (Y/n) kept her jaw dropped then began pinching her cheeks, making sure that this isn't one of her silly dreams she's having.

"You're being serious, right?" (Y/n) said, leaning closer to me. "You're not lying, right?!"

I pushed her face aside and cleared my throat, "I don't do lies." I stated.

"Let me get this straight— You nearly killed the principal for not letting you pass?"

I nodded.

"And then he got freaked out then gave you a passing grade?" She continued, raising an eyebrow.

I nodded again.

She grabbed me by my shirt, looking straightly into my eyes. "Proof."

"What?"

"I need proof." She said.

I laughed. "Are you being serious? Don't you actually trust me?"

She let go of my shirt then swiped her head to another direction, closing her eyes. "I don't trust anyone in this world."

"Aw, come on. Not even your future husband who's saying this in front of you?" I let out a smirk.

"Not even-" she stopped and her face flushed with her eyes wide open. "Idiot!" She smacked me, "I hate this perverted side of yours."

I held her chin, lifting her head up as our eyes met each others'

"At least be grateful I was kind enough to let you hit me." I spoke.