Sara 

Idiot, what trouble did you get yourself into? Look at you, bleeding everywhere. Didn't anyone teach you how to avoid getting stabbed?

*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

Idiot, what trouble did you get yourself into? Look at you, bleeding everywhere. Didn't anyone teach you how to avoid getting stabbed?

Killua Zoldyck

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