Complete! Terrible Luck (NB!Reader x Assassination Classroom)

Chapter 6

TW: Mentions of Violence, Pick up lines, Transphobic Yoshida

Y/N: Your Name

H/C: Hair Color
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Y/N watched as Nagisa and Sugino played catch. They were able to give Sugino pointers, even though Y/N never played baseball outside of PE class.

Sugino threw the ball and Nagisa couldn't catch it. It ended up landing at Y/N's feet. They picked it up and threw it back at the two boys.

"Wow, nice one!" Nagisa exclaimed as he caught the ball. "The ball was so fast I could barely see it!"

Sugino laughed, "All in the wrist and elbows. I'm perfecting a curveball with my strengths in mind. Between that and the switch-up I got going on, I have a nice arsenal. Nothing Koro-sensei can't see from a mile away, but what are ya going to do? I'm sticking with it, though. Perseverance is key: in baseball and assassination."

"For sure," Y/N said as they smiled with genuine happiness.

"By the way," Sugino looked at Y/N. "Nagisa told me about the plan you cooked up after the whole grenade thing. Have any ideas for an assassination that uses my curveball, Y/N?"

"Uhh," Y/N had to think for a second. "Well, it's pretty simple. There aren't many options with a baseball assassination, but you could pin Koro-sensei with two curve-balls if you can throw them fast enough. It's a low chance of hitting him either way."

"Oh, I see," Sugino looked at the ball in the palm of his hand before walking towards the window Koro-sensei did his work in front of. "C'mon, I want to test this out."

Y/N stayed put as the two boys ran towards the teacher's office.

Nagisa stopped, making Sugino stop, too. "Are you coming with us, Y/N?"

"No, I'm going to go into the forest real quick," Y/N said as they walked towards the forest, not even facing Nagisa.

"Ok, suit yourself," Sugino shrugged at his strange classmate.

Y/N sighed when they got into the wooded area. They searched for a while, finally finding a clearing to think about. Their classmates seemed like secret weapons waiting to blossom. It was crazy how they were only amateurs and yet, most of class-e scared Y/N. Nagisa was especially startling. He would do anything just to kill, it was weird, not that Y/N wasn't weird either.

A stick broke from behind Y/N. They jumped up and flipped out a small switchblade. Y/N remained silent and on guard, analyzing whether or not there was a classmate, creep, or animal nearby.

The silence was deafening. There were no more movements, so the chance it was an animal was none, and the chance that it was a classmate was low. An animal doesn't know how to sneak up on humans like this, and why would a classmate sneak up on Y/N? Unless it was a prank, which why would someone prank another person they barely knew.

"Come out. I know you're here, no point in hiding," Y/N knew the creep was behind them, but they pretended that the weirdo wasn't. Y/N kept all their attention on the person behind them.

The person shifted to the right. It was quiet, but Y/N heard them and in a mere second, Y/N flicked a stick at the bush, hoping to stick someone in the eye.

A snap was heard and a boy around
Y/N's age popped out of the bushes, "Fine, you got me. Good job!" He was clearly sarcastic in the last part of his sentence.

The boy put his hands up as if to surrender. In his left hand was the broken twig Y/N shot at him, a cocky smile was plastered on his face. His mercury eyes looked down at Y/N, his head held high.