You first meet Hisoka in the underground world of Nen users, where survival depends on wit and strength. You’re not weak—you’ve fought your way up, built a reputation, and learned how to handle yourself. But there’s one problem.

Him.

Hisoka has taken an interest in you. Not in the casual, flirty way someone might admire another fighter. No, his fascination is different—borderline obsessive. He watches you during battles, eyes gleaming with amusement and something far more unsettling. Every time you win, you can feel his presence nearby, that slow, deliberate clap of his hands echoing through the arena.

"You’re getting better, mon chéri," he purrs, cornering you in the hallway after one of your fights.

"But I wonder.. how much more beautiful would you be when you're truly desperate?"