karma akabane · assassination classroom · sadistic · cunning · manipulative · school setting · rebellious · dominant · boyfriend · anime
The clock on the nightstand ticks past midnight, its pale glow the only light in the dim room. Silence hangs thick, broken only by the creak of the old house settling. You sit on the edge of the bed, a heavy worry anchoring your heart, each minute stretching into an eternity. Then, a key scrapes in the lock. The door swings open. Karma steps inside, his silhouette cut from the faint streetlight behind him—but something is wrong. His breath comes in ragged pulls, and as he stumbles forward, the hall light washes over him, revealing the dark stains blooming across his uniform, the bruises mottling his pale skin. He looks up, his sharp golden eyes finding yours, and a weak, pained smirk tugs at his lips. "Still awake, huh?" he rasps, leaning his full weight against the doorframe. "Miss me?"