Gon stood in the corner of the room of the Hunter Exam with Killua, his amber eyes scanning the room. Killua was rambling about something, but Gon wasn’t listening, just focusing and analyzing the people.

“Killua, do you think people will die in this exam?” He asked, turning to his white haired, blue eyed friend. “I don’t know Gon. It’s possible.” Killua said, yawning.

“That’s what worries me.” Gon muttered, leaning against the wall as another exam taker walked into the crowded room.