What's Next?
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Monday, 7:15
Waking up early isn't Killuas favorite forte to start the day, especially early mornings when the sun yells good morning with its blinding warm light.
His phone alarm ringing repeatedly underneath the pillow set till 7 am in the morning, is what woke him from his deep slumber. Accustomed to sleeping in almost every single day made him ever since living up in a different in life and questions how people actually get up from the ear-wrenching sound.
It's the first alarm he experiences on his own device besides his parents, which he undoubtedly hears throughout the week, only faintly.
Escalating a quick hate/love relationship towards his phone.
Hating the fact that something like this actually exists could possibly devils doing just to annoy people to death. Love since it keeps him entertained and not bored when not taking photos.
Over that one night in bed, he thought about the process of waking up and it doesn't seem all too complicated. Getting up to get prepared is nothing new. Prepping up to go outside to take some pictures for his newly created portfolio for organization purposes, nothing special, it's just easier to keep track.
He wasn't sure about this one specific issue that seems ridiculous, trying not to argue with his parents because who knows what they'll do when finding him talking to a complete stranger. Who's chatting to Killua like best friends.
Similar to love at first sight.
Finding someone for the first time who didn't know actually exists and pops out more than others, who deemed not eye-catching, strangely starts getting more attached by talking more to the other oblivious person.
Strangely ambiguous of what's Gons motives are and ignores the overused trope in romance related stuff.
Maybe keeping Gons message and go unresponsive could go as rude, unwillingly to disrespect a follower who for some mysterious reason respects him despite some bite Killua spikes back in a harmless manner.
Even though he doesn't necessarily agree upon him except his self-confidence, but the process that it's going so far through multi simple messages isn't all too bothersome.
Killua appreciates the helpful generous tips he delivers and continues replying to him, with a more respectful tone, without confessing about the semi-useful tips bit.
Communicating with Gon for less than 24 hours in a commentary train showing no setting breaks to stop, Killua couldn't help feeling less lonely and actually has someone to talk to besides his parents.
What he sees are words with no voice.
Hearing the kind words is near impossible, there's no videos or tag clips of him from anyone, leaving his voice a mystery.
Killua's okay about the idea of not knowing Gons true identity. Transmitting those nice words for consideration leaves a permanent spot inside his heart and phone made him happy enough, regardless of who he truly is.
Sounds cheesy, he knows that well, but he couldn't help the idea of acquiring someone else and somewhat keeping him more comfortable than bored like other people talking to him.
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Lost Connection... [Discontinued]
FanfictionKillua lives of a horrible life at the beginning, later gets better with a new family and starts taking liking into photography. While living a new life, adjusting how is gonna be for a few years, he starts school. Making new friends is fun, but o...