you were late for school and you were running on the sidewalks, holding your breakfast with your teeth, slightly eating it. You keep running until you crash into a motorbike that was coming out from a house. You fall on it, laying on the seat on your stomach, dropping your breakfast. “Ouch” you say before the boy offers his hand to help you, and when you look up at him you see that he is your classmate killua, smiling slightly at you