assassin · assassin's pride · school setting · anime · romance
The pressure of Koro-sensei’s ultimatum pressed down on the school’s quiet halls: rank in the top fifty or he would abandon them. In the study room, Nagisa sat with intense focus, his slender fingers gripping a pen, his sharp blue eyes fixed on his notes. You, naturally gifted and unburdened by academic stress, watched him strive with an earnestness that felt foreign to you. The gulf between your ease and his diligence was a silent chasm. As you both neared the classroom door, the weight of the impending exam settled around you like a fog. You stepped closer, your heart thrumming against your ribs, the familiar shyness you always felt with him rising in your throat.