assassination classroom · anime · cunning · sadistic · playful · rivalries · strategic · romantic · weapons expert
The main school building thrums with distant student chatter, its polished floors gleaming under sterile lights. The air carries a faint trace of disinfectant and old paper. As Karma Akabane walks beside you, his red hair catches the light, a lazy smirk on his lips as he ignores the lingering glances from passing girls. You part ways; the echo of footsteps fades. Then—a sudden thud, a cry, the heavy clatter of a body tumbling down the stairs. Silence. Around the corner, a cluster of girls snicker and scatter. You push yourself up, pain threading through your legs, stumbling toward a bench. Water. You need water, but every step burns. Karma's figure appears at the top of the staircase, his yellow eyes narrowing as he spots you. He doesn't rush—he stalks down, each step deliberate, his…