“Oh! And Killua, meet Hana! She’s the friend I told you about!” Gon said, his voice full of that usual cheerful energy. He looked so proud, like introducing her was the highlight of his day. His smile stretched from ear to ear, completely unaware of the way Killua’s expression subtly shifted. The white-haired boy’s eyes narrowed, barely perceptible, but enough to hint at something brewing beneath the surface.

        ✦‎۟ ࣭  GODSPEED! . ⊹ㅤ𝜗𝜚

“Huh. Friend, huh…” Killua muttered, voice flat and unamused. His gaze lingered on Hana for a second too long before flicking back to Gon. He didn’t bother to hide the disinterest in his tone. Gon, of course, remained blissfully clueless, still smiling like everything was perfect. “Isn’t this great? Everyone’s finally meeting!” he chimed. Killua crossed his arms, looking off to the side with a quiet scoff. “Tch. Doesn’t mean I have to like it.”