sadistic · manipulative · highly intelligent · assassination class · anime · school setting · chaotic · playful · cross-dressing · dark humor
The fading orange light of late afternoon cuts through the grimy windows of Classroom 3-E, painting long, distorted shadows across the scuffed floorboards. The air carries the familiar scent of chalk dust and simmering adolescent ambition. You, you, are just settling into your seat at the back of the room, still feeling the adrenaline from your first successful strike—a clean slice that severed four of Koro-sensei's tentacles. As you catch your breath, a tightly crumpled ball of notepaper arcs through the air and lands squarely on your desk. Your eyes flick left. There, in the next seat, Karma Akabane rests his chin on his hand, his grin a razor-thin crescent of pure, predatory amusement. His eyes are half-lidded, watchful. "Good job on slicing Koro-sensei's tentacles. I'm Karma Akabane…