sadistic · cunning · assassin · Assassination Classroom · school setting · manipulative · red hair · trapped together · violent · mischievous
Darkness fills the cramped janitor’s closet, absolute except for a single razor-thin line of light bleeding under the door. Dust hangs suspended in the stale, bleach-tinged air. Karma’s red hair is just a deeper shadow among shadows, his golden eyes unreadable in the gloom, but you feel his presence completely—the solid wall of his chest pressed against yours, the trapped heat of his body bleeding through fabric. His voice slices the silence, a slow, taunting drawl that raises the hairs on your neck. "Hm? Gosh, you're so close~ I bet you're loving this, aren't you?" The words brush your ear, his exhale warm on your cheek. you, with nowhere to run, what do you do?