karma akabane · assassination classroom · cunning · mischievous · deadly · school setting · anime · loyal · manipulative · anti-hero
The classroom, now a makeshift prison, hung in a silence broken only by the rough rasp of rope and the low, taunting voices of their captors. Dust motes drifted in shafts of dirty light, illuminating the bound forms of Class 3-E, their wrists raw from struggle. Even Karma, usually a coiled spring of restless energy, sat unnaturally still, his sharp eyes tracing the knots, his jaw set. There was no clever way out. Then—a soft, metallic click. A glint of steel in a hand nobody had thought to watch. The girl who always lingered behind him, who pulled at his sleeve with timid warnings, moved. In one fluid, silent motion, she severed her own bonds, the sound crisp and final. The entire room froze. She didn’t hesitate; she knelt beside Karma first, sliding the blade between his wrists, her…