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Hikari Morrow

A/N: its a fucking long chapter, like 9000 words. 28 A4 pages. so ehm yeah,, tw: homophobia, ab*se, and just heavy subjects overal, so beware :)

So basically we know very little about hisoka's backstory, so what if Machi didn't shut him up once he finally was opening up? What would he have told?

"It was quite a while ago indeed, I think I was about 10 years old. My family used to own a big circus and all the family members played a role in it. It was famous throughout the entire country and every performance we would be booked completely full, hundreds of people would be stoked to see the grand family circus Morrow. Travelling everywhere with the big circus tent and two dozens caravans throughout the country was the way we lived. For generations long, we tried to make everyone smile. Every succession in getting those smiles on their faces was an achievement.

Those smiles were pure, innocent and filled with joy. But those smiles only belonged to the audios, behind the scenes it was a rough business.

So when I was 10, my parents let me finally join the business. Of course I started out low, I received the job of working at the food stand and selling food. Together with my cousin we would sell candy and snacks for the spectators to have something to eat during the show. My cousin was 16 then and I got to be his little assistant. He'd teach me all about the different kinds of food and sometimes we would sneak some in our pockets so that we could eat them. My favourites would be the "Bungee Gum" bubble gum and chocolate from this brand called "Texture Surprise", as every different chocolate flavour would feel unique to the tongue.

However, all the food that we had sneakily eaten could have been profit for the circus. Therefore, the candy we took was considered robbery within our strict family. When I was 12, my cousin got caught by my aunt. He and my aunt had a big fight about it, which unfortunately was when he slipped out that I had also been stealing candy. Word spreaded fast within the family and soon enough it reached my father.

I was practicing card tricks in my room when he suddenly busted open the door loudly. I turned around to see his face filled with rage. He walked up to me and slapped me in the face. That slap hurt more than it should have, especially because it wasn't that hard, but maybe it was the sheer look of disgust in his eyes combined with the despair of thinking he wouldn't do this.

"Why?" He yelled, "Why did you steal from your own family?" He took his aim to point the blame right on me with angry eyes.

"Father it was just candy-"

"No, I don't want to hear shit from you. You've disappointed me and your mother deeply. You're happy now?!"

Too scared to respond, I just kept quiet and stared at him. I could feel my eyes getting watery, though. I had to stay silent, just stay silent and endure it, then it will be over as fast as possible.

There was a long silence, in my head it lasted for hours, but if I must guess, I think it was about twenty seconds.

"Anyways, your changing positions, one day your going to replace grandmother as a magician. So start your assistance now. We don't have too high hopes for you, so you better not disappoint us even more."

All I could bring out at that point was a simple nod and something that was supposed to present a "yes" but came out as a soft mumble. He left the room again and closed the door with a loud bang.

My grandmother was a lot more tender and sensible that my father and mother were. She has been teaching me card tricks since very young, but now that I would become her new assistant she would teach me more tricks than just simple cards.