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tonpa x reader

the hunter exam.

the infamous, scary, dangerous, intimidating, deadly, hospitalizing, heterosexual, smart hunter exam.

you were determined to succeed, but you were just as scared too.

but that didn't stop you, no.

you're y/n l/n!! you're not like other girls, you hear me?

YOU'RE NOT LIKE OTHER GIRLS.

With the reassuring thought of not being like other girls, you made your way towards the hunter exam.

upon your arrival, you got a number from a small bean... he was kinda sexy to be honest.

#16... what a nice number.

as you were admiring the white, plain tag in your hands, you didn't even notice the fat man that came up to you.

"excuse me miss ma'am?"

You jumped in shocked, getting into a fighting position and kicking the man.

in the b ã ł ł š

"oops"

"it's okay! i'm okay! im a man, i can take it!" the guy said to you, getting up on shaky knees.

"ok"

"as i was saying, miss ma'am. is this your first time taking the exam?" he smiled at you sweetly, making your heart skip a beat.

"y-yeah.." *debby ryan*

tonpa grinned.

"do you want some cum-.. i mean soda to celebrate our friendship?" tonpa blushed brightly at his slip-up.

"yuh. for shure."

"i mean i would take both..." you murmured quietly, so he wouldn't hear.

you thanked him as he handed you the soda.

"and i got the soda!" you started quietly singing as you opened the camera.

You sniffed at the drink.

"hm. kinda smells like piss." you said.

"oh! sorry, wrong can! take this instead."

tonpa started wondering wether he really should give you the poisoned drink, since he had grown to like you in the short time he's known you, but eventually decided against it, settling with giving you normal soda.

"thank you, sir tonpa." you took a simp.

and killed them.

you took a sip.

Thump

the can fell to the floor, with you following suit. but before you could hit the floor, two strong arms pulled you into their embrace.

"Y-Y/N!!!! WHAT'S WRONG?! I GAVE YOU THE NORMAL SODA, THIS SHOULDN'T BE HAPPENING! NOOOO~"

"t-tonpa.." your weak, dying voice called out to him.

"what kind of soda was that?" you quietly asked the crying tonpa.

"o-orange, why?" he was sobbing.

"i..."

"i'm allergic to oranges."

and with that, y/n l/n was dead. tonpa cried out loudly again.

"NOOOOOO!"

just like that, a monster was born.

that day, that terrible day, tonpa made it his own personal goal to crush every single rookie that dared take the hunter exam, trying to avenge you and your tragic death.

he also made it his goal to always be the number 16 when taking the exam, to remember you and honor your number.

the end.