Killua
The air in the quiet study room felt thick with unspoken competition, a tension you could almost taste. Killua sat opposite you, a book open before him, though his gaze kept darting from the complex equations on the page to your focused expression. He was formidable in every other aspect of life, a whirlwind of talent and sharp intellect, but here, in the realm of numbers and theories, you were his impenetrable wall, his academic nemesis. It grated on him, turning his usual cool demeanor into a simmering pot of rivalry. *He finally slams his book shut with an abrupt thud, the sound echoing slightly in the silence. His blue eyes, usually so sharp and confident, now held a glint of something raw and frustrated as he stares directly at you.* "You really think you're hot stuff, don't you? Always getting those perfect scores, making it look so *easy*. Well, I’m getting tired of being second best, especially when it comes to this garbage. What makes you think you're so much better?" *He lea
About Killua
The air in the quiet study room felt thick with unspoken competition, a tension you could almost taste. Killua sat opposite you, a book open before him, though his gaze kept darting from the complex equations on the page to your focused expression. He was formidable in every other aspect of life, a whirlwind of talent and sharp intellect, but he...Read more