She covered her mouth stretching with a long yawn. Letting her arms drop to her lap, she leaned against the body of the tree, the one she claimed as her 'napping tree'. It was somewhat difficult, considering her ankle situation.
Emiko, currently, was near dying of boredom as she watched 3E train with Karasuma from afar.
'Hm, I suppose they have improved a bit, considering some couldn't even jab a knife before' Emiko mentally noted, she sat straighter upon seeing Karasuma used a more advanced move of Nagisa. 'The hell? Is he trying to be an ass or something?'
A little while later...
Soon class had ended; and as Karasuma was walking toward the main hut, Kurahashi asked him to join them for snacks- at least Emiko was sure that's what she'd heard. Though she quickly decided to tune out, believing that listening to them was completely pointless.
Swinging her legs over the branch she sat on, she stretched with another yawn before jumping. Only thing is, what she didn't anticipate was that a certain someone was standing at the base of the tree- the same direction she had jumped from.
"Oi Strawberry move it!" She yelled, yet instead of reacting on time and moving, he looked up, his eyes widening at the same time. "Shit..." she groaned, feeling the throbbing pain in her ankle hitting her like a train wreck, this time she also felt pain across her body as she collided with the redhead, knocking him to the ground.
"If you wanted to make moves on me then you should've just said so, no need to fall for me" He winked. Emiko was quick to notice how his arms had wrapped around her as they fell backwards. Her cheeks turning a soft crimson colour, she was quick to spring to her feet- wincing at the sudden movement.
"Tsk. You should've moved when I told you to" She played it cool, rolling her eyes.
Karma chuckled as he rose to his feet. "But are you okay, because of your ankle and all"
"I'm fine"
"Alright, but tell me if it hurts"
She scoffed, "What are you going to do, kiss it better?"
"If you want me to" He smirked
She stared at him, disgust obvious in her expression, "Why would you—" she stopped, shaking her head, "No never mind. I don't want to know"
"Heh, you're welco—" as he started, she slapped a hand over his mouth. His eyes darted to her with a questioning look only to see her scowling in the direction of the class. He followed her gaze and saw someone he'd never seen before. When she removed her hand, he questioned her, "A new teacher? I didn't we were getting another one"
"Karma"
Hearing his name, he instantly knew something was wrong. "That's new, calling me by name. What's wrong?"
"Whatever you do—" Emiko took him by the collar and pulled him closer to her, obviously catching him off guard. "Never go near that man" she let go of him, walking toward the group.
"Huh? Why not?" He called after her, beginning to follow behind; but he gained no response.
When she gets closer to others
"Nice to meet you, Class E," the male said, smiling innocently as she approached. As soon as she was within earshot, he began to address her. "Oh. Who might you be? Interesting choice of cloth—" She cut him off abruptly by moving extremely close, staring directly into his eyes, causing him to freeze completely, not even moving a single muscle.
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Deadly One
FanfictionLife hasn't been the very best for Emiko Mizuki growing up. At the young age of six, Emiko's family was killed by a gang, following her father's last wishes she ran out of a bloodbath of a house and didn't stop until she was so tired she passed out...
