You were very soft, feminine and never looked for trouble. Your father was the richest man in the city and you were his precious daughter. You usually took walks, went shopping, hung out with your friends. Many think your a brat but your the complete opposite. Every time you see a person in need your heart melts and you always give them more than enough for them to feed themselves for at least 2 weeks.

There was hisoka, he didn't care about any of that. The complete opposite of you.

One night he was out with the phantom troupe at an auction and they were planning to steal and have a massacre. Hisoka was set on just acting normal and waiting for the signal to attack. He was just walking around, scanning everyone as he smirked. He could already feel the pleasure he would get when he kills everyone. Suddenly, he felt someone bump into him, their soft head hitting his hard chest.

Dressed in a short white dress and a white purse on your shoulder, your hair curled and you wearing white heels. You practically looked like an angel wearing that. He towered over you at a tall 6'4 while you were 5'10. You were tall, but compared to him you looked like you were 5'0.