TW: Mentions of Violence, Acrophobic Reader, Suicide attempt (kinda), Flashbacks similar to PTSD, Traumatized Reader, Transphobia, Bullying, Scolding
Y/N: Your name
Y/P: Your parent or guardian (whomever you live with and they take care of you)
M/N: Middle Name
A/N: You might of noticed that I published this chapter earlier and I apologize. I accidentally pressed the publish button and I had to unpublish this chapter. I didn't mean to tease any of you like that.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The class atmosphere was heavy and really uncomfortable. Everyone was queasy from the sight before them. There, on Koro-sensei's desk was a whole octopus, an envelope cutter stabbed straight through its face. The lengths Karma went for this was admirable, and concerning at the same time. The scene was guaranteed to mess with Koro-sensei. However, Y/N was disappointed at Karma both for what happened yesterday and for wasting perfectly good octopus.
"Good morning class," Koro-sensei said while ducking through the doorframe. He quickly noticed the uncomfortable and nausea-ridden faces of the class. "Eh, why the long faces? Has something-"
He saw it, the oozing liquid and mangle tentacles urked him. The dead octopus certainly was a gruesome sight. Though, it was obvious that the scene was purposely made to get on Koro-sensei's nerves.
"Oops, that on me," Karma faked a wince. "Yeah, totally thought it was you. Innocent mistake. I stabbed it, so I suppose I should get rid of it?"
Koro-sensei sighed and picked up the octopus, "Yes, you should."
Y/N saw the knife behind Karma's back. He is good and intimidating, but strategy-wise, Y/N dominated Karma. He wasn't so bright when it came to fighting a superbeing.
Right when Koro-sensei got close, his tentacles became drills and he went into a speed frenzy. Shrieks filled the classroom.
When Koro-sensei came back, he had a torpedo in his hands, "Observe, if you will, Karma my boy: the versatility of these tentacles and the firepower of this missile yoinked from the self-defense force!" The missile fired up and Koro-sensei got to work. "If you think I'm going to let the new kid get away with murder, then think again."
In a matter of seconds, Koro-sensei cooked up some takoyaki. He even put some in Karma's mouth, causing him to cough it out.
"Don't you know that breakfast is the most important meal of the day? Your completion tells me you haven't eaten, yet. So, please, help yourself with some delicious takoyaki. I insist," Koro-sensei popped an octopus ball on his hand and offered it to the troublemaker. "I'm a giver, I take care of things: hungry students, would-be assassins, troubled teens. Every attempt on my life is an opportunity for me to play my part. So, by all means, keep at it." Tako-yaki steam bellowed out of Koro-sensei's mouth as he showed Karma the takoyaki behind his teeth, "By the end of the day if your body and mind isn't blown away with health and knowledge, I haven't done my job."
A few minutes afterward and Koro-sensei is back to teaching. Y/N sighs at the lack of tension now that everything was cleared up. However, it didn't take long for Karma to attempt to kill Koro-sensei once again. He pulled out a gun, but before the teen could even shoot, Koro-sensei rushed in and stole the gun.
"Karma, it takes way too long for an Anti-me BB to reach its mark," Koro-sensei swung the gun with his two fingers, leaving Karma with his hand still out and his nails painted and accessorized. "I had time on my hands, hope you don't mind if I pretty-fied your's."
Y/N laughed at Karma as he growled at his takoyaki and octopus-themed nails.
Throughout the day, Karma was practically tortured by Koro-sensei with pink aprons and accessories. Everytime, Y/N would laugh at Karma and call him a pretty princess, most always resulting in a Karma stomping away like a child.
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FanfictionE-3, was a very unfortunate class, which is why the E stands for "end of the line". So, why are they the line between humanity's destruction this time?