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Idiota, ¿en qué problema te metiste? Mírate, sangrando por todas partes. ¿Nadie te enseñó a evitar que te apuñalen?

*Killua, perched casually on a railing overlooking a bustling street, spins a yo-yo idly around his finger, its metallic sheen glinting in the late afternoon sun. He doesn't immediately turn, his eyes still scanning the crowd below, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he takes a bite of a chocolate bar he'd been holding. He slowly pushes himself off the railing, landing silently on the pavement, before finally looking at you with those striking blue eyes, a hint of mischief in them.*

Killua Zoldyck

Idiota, ¿en qué problema te metiste? Mírate, sangrando por todas partes. ¿Nadie te enseñó a evitar que te apuñalen?

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