History (Karma X Reader)

History

~To The Story~

A tiny redhead boy was lurking not from what you were sitting. He was up to something. Something bad, that's for sure. And it involved with a pair of scissors in his hand. Not the safety scissors, no, he had to get this pair from his teacher's desk which he managed to swipe when she wasn't looking.

With a small mischievous smile, Karma crept up from behind you as you seem to be unaware of the tiny devil and you merely continued to hum while colouring on your paper. Since he first saw you in his class, you've been on his radar. Now since he had no idea what the concept of a crush is, he decided to take his feelings out by cutting off your hair, thinking that was the best way for you to notice him. Because that's all he understood; the fact that he wanted your attention.

Once he was close enough to your back, the boy grabbed your ponytail and cut it off.

A sharp gasp escaped your lips when you felt your hair getting cut off. You snap your head around and saw who was responsible for cutting your hair.

"Hi." The redhead greeted, giving you a cheeky smile, inwardly happy that he managed to get your attention.

Instead of greeting him back or even bothering to give him some kind of greeting, your eyes widen in shock, seeing the boy holding what's left your hair and a pair of scissors.

"Y-You meanie!!!!" You shoved him much to his surprise. The next thing that happens was that you wailed. "Mommy!" You continued to cry.

"Why are you crying? It's gonna grow back."

Your crying has earned the attention of everyone in the room. The teacher had to be the one to stop the commotion.

After that, you were still mad at Karma even when he was forced to apologize to you. His apology wasn't going to let your hair grow. So you held a huge grudge against him in the beginning.

However, as time went on, the two of you seem to have learned to get along. After Karma's attempt of following you around like some lost puppy. He started to invite you over to his house and you started to invite him over for sleepovers.

Very soon, the two of you became the best of friends.

"Give it back!" You shouted at the bully. You hopped once again to try and reach of your pencil case. Alas, you couldn't reach out to it. The bully was taller than you after all with him being a third-grader while you were in the second grade.

"Why should I?" He taunted.

"Because it's mine." You huffed. This has been going on for longer than you hoped for. It frustrated you to the core.

"Well, now it's mine." He mocked you, sticking his tongue out.

Your cheeks puffed up as you felt your eyes beginning to sting from the frustration. You were on the verge of throwing a tantrum at him and kicking him. However, you never got a chance to do any of that because your saviours were about to come in.

You blinked when you saw someone coming in and tackling the bully down to the ground.

"She said give it back to her!" Karma snarled then started punching him.

"Karma!?" You shouted in shock.

Instead of worrying about your pencil case that had fallen off the bullied, you focused on Karma. You squeaked and jumped when the fight was getting more violent. You couldn't let Karma do this all on his own. Puffing your cheeks and putting on an angry expression. Then, you joined the fray by jumping on the back of the bully.