Killua X Reader

What I Want

"Okay, class. We're gonna have a new transferee for this new school year," your teacher announced.

You heard your classmates start bickering to each other the moment your teacher announced something about some transferee, like if he's handsome, or hot, or whatever.

You just blinked as a response, though you really find it weird how they're so sure that the transferee is indeed a guy.

"Quiet, class!" your classmates immediately shut up. "Okay, come in mister. Please introduce yourself."

Oh, so it is indeed a guy. Lol.

"I'm Killua Zoldyck. Pleased to meet you," he smiled a little then bowed slightly at the crowd before him.

"Aww... He's cute."

"Gotta ask him out later!"

"Omg, the number's the first thing we should get."

"Shut up, guys! He's mine!!!"

You glanced at the group of girls behind you that's whispering to each other overly too loud to be even called a whisper. You blinked again then returned your gaze in front then sighed.

No comment. Most girls really go gaga over cute and handsome boys.

And you're surprisingly one of them; though your kind is the more calm and composed type.

"Alright, Mr. Zoldyck, you can choose on where you wanna sit. There's a lot of vacant ones anyway," your teacher pointed at the said seats; the one beside the window at the front, the empty chairs at the back behind the group of girls earlier, then the empty one beside you.

You completely expected him to choose either of the first two options so you opened your book to skim through the lessons, not minding him.

But he's really cute, isn't he?

"Hello, is this seat taken?"

You almost jumped out of your seat when you heard the boyish voice you just heard earlier at the front.

Seconds later, embarassment took over and you spewed stuttering sentences.

"U-uh... N-no... W-why?"

You suddenly wanted to slap your forehead that moment.

What do you mean 'why'?! Of course he's looking for a seat, you idiot!

He chuckled at your reaction and put his bag on the table. "I want to sit here," he then flashed another smile to you.

"O-oh, ok-kay..," you just nodded your head in understanding as you looked away, not returning the smile.

Apparently, you felt your blood go all the way to your face and are ashamed of letting the boy know that you're blushing because of him.

*doki doki*

~*~

You sighed as everyone went outside for the lunch break. With your eyebrows meeting in irritation, you realized how you didn't even get a single lesson because of your seatmate.

No, he's not talkative and didn't bug you at all for the whole lessons. He's actually focusing on his studies intently. So why?

You slapped your forehead. "Stop blaming an innocent person, (Y/n). It's all YOUR fault that you can't concentrate!"