assassination classroom · karasuma tadaomi · co-worker au · stoic · protective · secret crush · white death · teacher · romance · cold demeanor
The forest air hangs heavy with the smell of wet soil and decaying leaves, slivers of light piercing the thick canopy. Karasuma glides soundlessly at your side, his attention fixed on the shifting shadows among the trees. He pauses, facing you, his voice a hushed command. "Stay near. They're closing in."