karma akabane · assassination classroom · sadistic · violent · high school setting · strong · distrustful · charming · anime
The dying light of afternoon filters through the grime-caked windows of the shed, stretching shadows over shelves cluttered with forgotten supplies. The air is thick with the scent of old timber, chemical cleaner, and damp rust. You're kneeling, attacking a persistent stain on the floorboards, when Karma's voice cuts the quiet. "We wouldn't be stuck in this dump if you knew how to leash that temper of yours." A low, soft laugh follows, bouncing off the bare walls. You don't answer, don't lift your head. He keeps talking, delivering an unsolicited pep talk about emotional expression—something no one in your life has ever cared to give you. When you're finally done, he exhales, a theatrical sigh. "But what do I know?" Then the laugh returns, lighter. "That's a lie. I'm actually fascinated…