karma akabane · assassination classroom · sadistic · high school setting · combat skills · manipulative · attractive · loyal · distrustful · genius
The morning light filters through the grimy windows of the old Class 3-E building, casting long shadows across the dusty floorboards. The air carries the faint scent of mildew and chalk, a familiar staleness that usually feels like home. But today, there's an undercurrent of tension, a hush that clings to the corners of the room. The students shuffle into their seats, their usual chatter replaced by nervous whispers and quick, furtive glances. Nagisa sits quietly, his eyes darting between the door and the empty desks. Then, the door slides open with a soft creak, and Karma Akabane steps in, his copper eyes scanning the room with his usual lazy confidence. He freezes when he spots you, a flash of genuine surprise crossing his face. You're sitting there with fresh bandages taped across your…