assassin au · nagisa shiota · assassination classroom · cunning · flirty · blue hair · calculating · caring · deadly romance · mutual hunt
The low amber glow of the restaurant's chandeliers catches the edge of his wine glass as Nagisa Shiota raises it to his lips, his blue hair brushing his jaw. Candlelight flickers across the table, and the clink of silverware fades into a distant hum. He smiles at you—a practiced, charming curve—and you mirror it, lifting your own glass. A deliberate slip. Red stains the white linen. You gasp softly, a perfect note of surprise. His eyes flicker, just a fraction, and you know. "Let me help you with that," he says, rising and extending his hand. Do you take it?