Delinquent Killua X Reader

My Bad Luck In The Classroom

Chapter one: My Bad Luck In The Classroom

???? POV

[I teen stood still covered in blood staring at his victim on the floor]

"Another job finished I'm proud of you little brother now come on the family waits"

[The older male with long hair known has his older brother]

"So which one is next I know there is more than one job today."
...

"Did you get the job done"

[The woman waved frantically]

"He did"
[She smiled]

"Good job Kil, You'll make an excellent heir to this family! Next, I'll find you a suitable heir from another family! Although that will be hard since were the be-"

Shut up, I'm going to my room, follow me and I'll stab you.

"how dare you! To talk to mother that way!"

[A fat boy yelled at the young teen]

"AH, My son is so cruel!"

[The woman fell to her knees crying tears of joy]

"Mama! Why are you so happy!"
[The fat boy known as Killua's other older brother]

"you'll make an excellent heir to our fortune."

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[MeanWhile Elsewhere]

Your POV

"Hey (Y/N)! We are getting new seats! I'm so excited aren't you?"

Yeah! I am maybe we'll be sitting next to each other Neon!

"Hey, guys don't count me out!"

[Picture Of Naomi]

Oh hey Naomi, We can't forget you either!

"You are actually here early today."

"Shut Up Neon!"

[The three of us chattered together and were excited to get our new seats and kind of nervous. The teacher had finally arived]

"Ok Class here is what we're going to do you are going to draw a number from this box and write your name on the back of the paper, Then bring it back and put it in this other box"

[The class said "ok" in agreement following our teacher's instructions]

(I feel relieved and excited to move seats yet worried because I can't help but think about the person who is next to me, it makes me nervous)

[The class made a line while each one had selected a random number]

"Oh you're still in line (y/n)?"

Yeah, unfortunately almost the whole class beat me to it.

"I'm sure you'll be fine. Just pray you don't get sat next to someone weird! That would be terrible luck for you! You do know right?"

I hear ya,

"go pick your number now hurry before the witch gets angry!"

Yeah I guess.

(I should be fine, no one is that weird right?)

"Your turn, your the last one right (Y/N)?"

Yes, Ms. Krueger.

(I reached into the box and pulled out number 405)

What a big number.

"I hate ordinary so go stand in the back with the rest of the class!"

Yes, Mam!

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"Number- 108-44 etc"

[The class waited in the back in a line, each number was called and it was finally my turn]

"Number 405 and number 99 sit-in over there"

[She pointed to the back corner near the window]

(I always liked sitting by the window for various reasons those reasons are sleeping, and staring at the beautiful garden outside I loved seeing the view which made the sky as blue as ever)

The Window sounds ni-

(I felt and eraser hit my head when I turned around and saw a furious teacher)

"Go sit down Now"

(I blushed in embarrassment making my way to the back when I noticed people staring at me strangely, is that a look of pity?)

"I feel so bad for her"

[ heard some students comment]

Why? I don't understand why.

[(Y/n) made her way to the back sighing and looked at the window when she looks up ahead where all the names where written on the board]

So, I sit next to Killua who's killua?

[I turned to my right and saw him so my desk mate is Killua]

(I don't know the outcome here since I've never talked to him before, I have seen him around usually by himself.)

sigh...

(At least I get to sit next to the window in the very back, not everything is perfect)

[The teacher began to give a lecture on the rules of English Poetry]

[I wrote down notes and accidentally dropped my agenda  behind his foot]

Can you get that for me, please?

[The boy looked at you then looked ahead not listening to you.]

(Did he just ignore me? How mean!)

[I teared up and shook it away]

(I'll get it after class yeah that right.)

Great.

[She mumbled]

(I get to sit next to a rude mean boy wearing funky glasses this semester couldn't get any worse or so I thought.)

Outcome: (Y/N)'s last year of high school second-semester new seat arrangement a big fail..

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