I was walking rather slowly, trying to find my way around when I bumped into someone. They seemed to stiffen at this and I immediately bowed my head to them, not wanting to start a fight with anyone, even though it seemed people were set on starting a fight with me. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you."

There was a short silence as I stood with my head down before a smooth, male voice spoke up. "Don't worry. Perhaps you should look where you're going next time." The voice was cold, but there was almost a smugness to it. I tried to pay no mind to his tone, as I tilted my head, my eyes closed due to the fact that I refused to look anyone in the eye.

"I'm sorry... I can't really move around much without my glasses, so I honestly couldn't see you there." He was silent for another moment before speaking, his tone almost bored, yet slightly curious. "Why don't you just open your eyes?" I felt a bit of shock run through me, but I reminded myself that these people were not from my island, so they didn't have the same customs as I had been raised with.

"Because, to look someone in the eye is a bit of a crime where I come from. At least... for someone like me it is... My glasses don't help me see, per-say, they help me look at people without directly looking them in the eyes." I could hear him move, shifting his weight from one foot to another. "A crime? Why?"

I swallowed hard, trying to find a way to explain to him what it meant without giving too much away. "Where I come from, my clan has a special skill. We were able to manipulate people using all forms of Nen and control them with our eyes. We were also known for the ability to... as strange as it sounds... find a Soulmate that become permanently bound when looking into the eyes of another. I'm not bound... so I can't look anyone in the eye without the chance I could become bound to the wrong person."

There was a change in the aura around him, almost excited. "Oh? You can use Nen?" I nodded and his voice gained a strange quality to it. "Why don't you wear your glasses now then, if it is so dangerous?" I rubbed the back of my head sheepishly, feeling shame fall on my shoulders. "Though I may have strong enough Nen to control others, If my glasses are taken before I can react, I have no choice but to avert my eyes... and they were taken from me. A jest on first year applicants I guess.."

He was closer now, close enough I could faintly feel his breath against my skin. "Who took them?" I thought for a moment, bringing their faces to mind. "Three boys. Older teens. They're brothers, I assume. All were wearing hats." He hummed lightly for a moment before speaking again, grabbing my arm. "Then I will assist you and get them back, after all, it is rare to see a girl who can use Nen. I would like to see that."

He began pulling me somewhere before he came to a stop. The voices around us were whispering as I stood there silently, wondering what was going on. "You three boys, you took her glasses didn't you? I want you to return them, or I'll just kill you and take them back." His tone was fierce and his Ten was strong as he forced them to return my glasses.

He released my hand and I stood there quietly for a moment before I felt the familiar arms of the darkened shades rest on my ears and I was finally able to open my eyes. I was now able to look around at others, as the shades were so dark, only I could see out, and no one could see in. Before me stood the man I only knew in voice and presence. He had red hair, slicked back as if he were walking against a constant wind.

His eyes were an amber color that shined in the darkness of the waiting area. His skin was white as snow, only one shade lighter than my own. On his face was a painted tear drop and a star under his eyes. He wore a white half-shirt that had the playing card suits on it in red and black. Around his waist was what looked like a pink band that gave the effect of having many rings stacked upon each other.

He was much taller than me, as I only stood at five feet tall. I had to crane my neck slightly to look up at him and I couldn't help but feel a smile pull on my face. "Thank you! It would have been hard using only my perception to get around the hunter trials. My name is Kiame, it's nice to meet you!"

I waves slightly to him, always having been strange about shaking hands, but it didn't seem to bother him in the slightest. "My name is Hisoka." His eyes slightly narrowed and I felt his sudden presence of Hatsu, making me quickly put up a barrier of Ten around me, so it wouldn't affect me. "Interesting~ You are skilled enough to withstand me."

His grin grew, but I didn't feel intimidated by him. Something about him was different, and I was a rather different person, so it was nice to see someone who was a little bit strange like me. I looked at his tag and saw that he was number '44'. I found it ironic that I was number '88' and here he was, helping me.

"You shouldn't talk to that fucking freak!" "She'll look in your eyes and turn you to stone! I bet that's why she wears her glasses all the time!" "What kind of freak does something like that? I hear her blood is dirty like a wild animal!" I heard the sudden jeers around me and I felt my temper rise. I always tried to keep it under control, but when blood was brought in the conversation, I could never keep my cool.

I amplified my Ten, thinking about my goal before I spoke, "If you all don't shut your mouths, I'll make you kill yourselves." With that, I reached the next level of Nen and moved on to Ren, letting my will flow off of me in waves as I glared at anyone and everyone who had jeered at me. They couldn't see it past my glasses, but they could feel the intensity of my glare.

They suddenly began shaking as they raised their own weapons to their heads, ready to kill themselves and not in control of their own bodies. "W-What? You fucking-" "I said shut your mouth before I make you do it! I don't care if you mock me or yell slander at me. I don't even fucking care about myself. But if you ever, EVER, bring up my blood again, I will show you what your intestines look like."

I let them go and they scrambled off while I found to get my breathing under control, letting my temper settle into a soft cool as I let out a long sigh. "Quite the temper~!" Hisoka jeered slightly, his grin never leaving his face and I just shook my head. "I usually keep the damn thing under control... but when people mock my heritage, I will not hesitate to strike them down where they stand. My heritage is all I have left."

He tilted his head, regarding me with those shining eyes of his. "All you have left? Hmm, sounds like you were kicked out of your family." I shook my head again, sighing softly. "I'm all that's left of my family. Of my entire clan. We were slaughtered and I was the only one to survive. The island we live on was razed to ashes and I was left in the rubble."

I sighed and looked away, feeling a cold pain settle squarely in my chest, one that I was used to and had grown familiar with in my time after my entire clan was slaughtered before my very eyes. "I don't care what anyone says about me, but I will kill them for mocking my clan." He grinned at this, his eyes growing a bit more wild, as if he were slightly excited by my answer.