~Killua's POV~
"Great." I sigh to myself as I get up and sit on the edge of my bed. Yesterday was the last day of the school holidays and today I have to go back to school with all the other jerks that call themselves "human beings." I look at my alarm clock "7:30" it reads. I hop up and start stripping as I walk to the bathroom. I step in the shower and turn it on to just the right temperature. "I wonder if I will finally make any friends today" I mumble to myself sarcastically.
After ten minutes of staring at the shower wall and thinking, I get out and wrap a towel around my skinny waist. Opening my closet door, I start to ruffle through all my clothes looking for the right thing to wear today. I find a pear of ripped black skinny Jean's and my usual lavender hoodie.
I walk to my kitchen and prepare a lunch. Stuffing my lunchbox into my bag I suddenly remember that I left my journal under my bed. I always take my journal everywhere I go. It entertains me at lunch, because I have no friends. It holds all my secrets and emotions. If someone like the selfish jerks at school were to take it from me, they would instantly know everything about me! I dont know why I take it to school because I fear that exact thing might happen..
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RomanceThe story cover is not made by me, so credit to the artist who made the cover! In this world Killua is a 15 year old boy who self harms and is known as the freak of the school. Until one day he meets a lovingly handsome boy he never wants to lose, b...
