Killua walked through the halls of his school.
His face was stoic and his posture was calm as always. His white hair was styled to the side and his bright blue eyes were looking straight forward, not making eye contact with anyone who was staring at him.

His name was Killua Zoldyck. A junior at HxH high. He had been getting many confessions today and was annoyed as always. The boy always said no, but sometimes he felt a bit bad because some girls cried after being rejected by him.

He was known as the handsome guy who had no interest in love. He was known as the guy that all the girls want, and all the guys were envious of him.

Today was just like every other day. Killua was heading to his locker to grab his books and head to class. He walked down the hallway.

His hands in his pockets, walking casually and calmly. His friends followed behind him, chatting amongst themselves.

They all stopped when they heard the loud bell ring throughout the halls. "Ah shit." Killua
cursed. "I have math next."

The other boys snickered at him. They knew how much Killua hated math.

"Maybe you'll find someone interesting today." One of his friends spoke.

Killua rolled his eyes. He was already bored from this conversation. "You know I'm not into anyone. Why would I look for someone today?"

The others shrugged and they all headed to their classrooms. Killua walked down the hall, the sound of his footsteps echoed off the walls.
He reached his classroom and stepped inside.

There were a few students in the room already, sitting in their seats. Some were talking amongst themselves, others were reading books.

The white haired boy sat in his seat, putting his things on the desk and leaning back into his chair.

He pulled out his phone and checked the time. He still had five minutes before class started.

"Good morning, Killua." Someone greeted him from behind.

Killua turned his head to see his friend Palm standing there. She was carrying a book in her hands.

She wore her usual pink shirt and black skirt. Her long black hair was tied back into a ponytail. She had a soft smile on her face.

Killua returned the smile, his mouth slightly curved upwards.

Palm was one of the few people who knew that Killua was also into boys, She was the only one who understood him.

"Hey." Killua greeted.

Palm smiled and took her seat next to him.

The two sat in silence for a minute, just waiting for class to begin.

Then the bell rang again, signaling that class was starting.

"Alright class," the teacher began. "Today we have a new transfer student. Please be nice to him."

"Hello everyone." The new student greeted.

Killua couldn't help but stare. This person was beautiful. His skin was smooth and pale, his eyes were large and a deep brown. His hair was dark and spiky. He wore a green hoodie and blue jeans.

Killua felt his heart skip a beat. Who was this boy? He didn't remember ever seeing him before.
The new student smiled warmly at everyone. His gaze met Killua's.

"My name is Gon Freecs." He introduced himself. "It's nice to meet you."

Everyone applauded him, and Killua just sat there frozen.

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