Wish Of A Shooting Star

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" You cast a spell on all my nights and days with your sweet magic ways ."

Key: (Y/N) = Your name

(E/C) = Eye color

(H/C) = Hair color

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The Hunter exam..it was said to be one of the hardest things out there. (Y/n) wasn't too confident in her skills but she knew the basics of nen..she was hoping that she would survive this whole test. She would face many trials, the people from her village said, that she would have a hard time. The only thing hard about it is waiting around in this dank, smelly tunnel. It was testing her patience..and she was having a hard time finding ways to not get bored. When will it start? Will it ever start? There wasn't a doubt in her when she figured that she would be waiting more than 3 hours.

Her fingers played with the wind that danced around her. It tickled her skin but it wasn't enough to make her laugh or giggle. A hum comes from her as she drops her hand, letting it fall to her side as she pushed herself off of the wall. Her mind was buzzing, thinking of what to do next. "I'll just take a walk around." She mutters to herself. She tugs on the straps of her backpack, elevating it a little bit while she takes a good look around. The teen had already scoped around but..there might be new people around. Maybe she could finally find people her age. She knew that there were ambitious people out there trying to pass this exam within her age range. 11 years old was the said minimum to enter, maybe this was the year where applicants as young as that were to apply. There was hope that she might find more like her.

(Y/n) walked around, humming a soft tune that kept replaying in her head. Eventually her hums change to whistles as she continued to scope out for more people. Rookies were what she was looking for, people her age was her target. Her ears move, hearing footsteps trail her own. Ah...a cluster of people start to swarm her. Did it really have to start so soon? What a bother. Her whistling becomes louder as she tried her best to ignore the crowd approaching her.

"Should you even be here squirt?" A male behind her spoke, causing her to turn her head. She gives in to their need of her attention, a smile was spread across her face. Surely (Y/n) was confident in her skills in fighting people, especially those who didn't know what nen was. (E/C) eyes look up at darker browns. She finds fury in his eyes, she finds that he's trying his best to scare her. What? You think she would give in that easy because she's a girl? No no that man misunderstood this whole scenario. He can't win, he won't ever win.

"You think I can't apply, sir?" A somewhat innocent smile decorates (Y/n)'s face, keeping her gaze at the man that tried to intimidate her. "I'm perfectly legal to apply ya know. I'm 16! The minimum age is 11, maybe there are kids you can pick on." She snickers before turning her back towards the man and his followers. The teen resumes her walk to find others like her, ignoring the men that shadow her. It was obvious that her remarks made him angry. The leader of the pack was furious that she wasn't scared. Perhaps they need to take it a step further.

"Hey." The stranger called out to (Y/n), making her stop in her track. The tall, bulky man looms over her smaller form, placing a hand on her shoulder. Physical contact can scare anyone right? He laughs at how brilliant his thinking was, his dark brown eyes never leaving the sight of the smaller female. "Ya know you got guts talking back to me. Bet you can't fight huh? All bark no bite."

A smirk places itself on (Y/n)'s face as she manipulated the air around her. Oh how that man would regret ever touching her. With a swift gust of wind she pushes her stalkers back, far away from her. She could hear the pile knock over other people, as complaints were surrounding the area. A satisfied hum leaves her mouth as she turned around once more. She was proud of her work, proud that she was able to push them back that far! That certainly was a new record! Tugging on the straps of her backpack, she approaches the men who were stacked on top of each other. She had a mischievous smirk on her face.