"How I met you through the stormy weather." (Killua Zoldyck x Reader)

"Say, What's Your Name?"

It's night, as always. I look in the mirror to see myself, to see my tears. Sometimes, I cry when I think about him. I know, he is just fictional. But it's sad that he's fictional. But why does it even matter? Why him?

Everytime I see his face, listen to his voice, think about him, he puts a big smile on my face. We aren't even friends, and yet, he makes me happy all the time.

I notice someone embrace me from behind, and I see I'm dreaming again.

"Hey, baka~", said Killua, looking at me on the mirror too.

"Hey, Killua...", I say, as I brush my tears away.

"I'm not sure why you're crying, but you should let it all out. It seems like you need it.", he said, making me turn around to sit with him on my bed.

"So... The last time we saw eachother... What did you mean with:"Maybe I am?", I ask.

"It is, what I said.",he answered as he chuckled.

"I still don't understa-"

"Now I have a right to ask a question, baka! Why were you crying?", he interrupted me.

"...", it's just a dream anyway, right? I can tell him.
"Because you're not real."

"Like I said, maybe I am. But, why do you want me to be real?", he asked.

Good question. I can only love him as a fictional character. But I want him to be real, so I can show him and tell him how I feel. If he's feeling down, I could help him.

"I don't know... You know, since the first stormy weather appeared-"

"You don't feel the same?
I know how it feels.
...
" Say, what is your name?"