Hisoka-centric
"Speaking of Hisoka, he always makes me think of pomegranate blossoms in summer. Under the sunlight, they glow with a vivid, dazzling orange-red. After blooming fiercely, they wither and fall to the ground, turning into a sticky, filthy shade of mud."
Hisoka is so dazzling that I always feel he's going to fall from the sky before long.
Our meeting was positively theatrical, and most of the disasters and upheavals in my life were brought on by him.
So, when you think about it, I should hate him.
At least, that's how it should be in theory.
Hisoka is a pervert. He's a born challenger, always challenging someone stronger, forever chasing the thrill of battle.
He'll never stop moving forward.
And yet, on the rarest of occasions, he acts like an ordinary person, as if the heavens suddenly opened their eyes and looked back at me with pity.
Hisoka knows what it means to be normal. He knows how to love someone, and he can love.
But he still won't stop and wait for me.
That only makes me, clinging to him and refusing to let go, seem even more like a fool, and a madwoman.
Theme: Learn to love
The author writes so well! This is Hisoka in my mind! Come on~
It's so cool, so cool. I feel like the teacher especially likes to write some black mud love concepts. It's so exciting and great ❤️ ❤️ ❤️
Please mommy, please update more, it looks good.