"What...? What do you mean... I'm getting transferred to end class?" And that's how this whole adventure started. I got kicked down from b-class to e-class. After all, I hadn't been focusing on my studies, it all made sense from there.
The first time we were introduced to him. Koro-sensei. It felt like a nightmare... yet I was so determined. 10 billion yen all on the line. Skipping all that stuff, because I have to prepare myself mentally for school.
The next morning, I woke up from bed with no one to greet me. The usual emptiness of the house was saddening, even though it was always like this. I got up and skipped breakfast like I always do, and made my journey to the school.
I find my classroom and immediately go in without even bothering to greet anyone. I find most of my classmates are already here, conversing with each other. I never looked down on the e - class, I just wanted to fit in, but here I am.
I sit down and take out my sketchbook that I decorated to look like the death note. After I opened it and turned to a fresh new page, I decided to draw Kamakura from Danganronpa doing a cool pose.
I started sketching the body and I saw someone from the corner of my eye walking up to me. Scared, I turned the page and quickly drew a poop so I wouldn't look weird.
A boy with red hair and amber eyes leaned on my desk to take a look at what I was drawing. I could tell that this was the same boy who was eyeing me weirdly yesterday. I think his name was Karma? I don't quite have a good memory.
"Hey, I didn't know you were an artist." "Um, yeah. I am." After that, he turned his eyes to look at my sketchbook, but before he could take a look at it I tilted it just enough so he couldn't. "Well, in that case..." He snatched the sketchbook from my hands like a little devil. "Hey- give that back!"
I was seated right next to him, so he ran next to Nagisa's desk and flipped through the book. "Y/n, these are actually pretty good! Don't know about the- um -y'know." Before he could further explain, I snatched my book back from his hands and closed it. I was embarrassed because I had never shown anyone my drawings before.
"Alright everyone, sit down!" After we all calmed down, Koro-sensei began teaching again. I was actually paying attention, unlike someone I know.
Ripping out a piece of paper from my notebook, I threw it at Karma's arm and he turned to look at me almost immediately. "What?" He whispered. "Pay attention or you'll fail!" I whisper shouted. Instead of heeding my warning, he instead chuckled.
"You think I'll fail? Pfff-" I couldn't understand what was so funny to him so I wrote some random math problems from google on a sticky note captioned 'SOLVE IT'.
He scoffed yet again at me and with a quick move of the hand he solved it. To my surprise, it was all correct. I think my mouth was wide open with shock or something because he was looking like he was about to burst from laughter.
Before I got the chance to throw another paper at him, Koro-sensei called us out for passing notes, then went back to teaching. I wrote on a note 'YOU SHOULD LISTEN ANYWAY YOU NEVER KNOW' Karma rolled his eyes and looked up at the board, half focused. I could tell he was bored but he was distracting me. I turned away and refocused myself.
When lunch break finally rolled around, Karma calmly walked up to me and asked if we could eat lunch together with a mischievous grin. I was going to politely decline but something reminded me that I have no friends.
"Uhh, Karma, where are we going?" I asked as I stumbled my way through the trees. "You'll see, stupid head." "Heyy, that's not funny!" There I saw a clearing with pretty flowers and tall trees and flowy green grass.
"Woah, are we even on school grounds anymore?" "Technically, no." "Oh come on Karma!-" "Okay, this is where we'll eat lunch." "Karma, there's a bit of a problem..." I asked feeling my shyness coming back. "I- I- didn't get lunch." "What, are you expecting me to share with you?" He said with a grin. "No! I-" "Ugh, fine. Come here."
I scoot closer to Karma and stare at him taking out his lunch patiently. "I'll share it with you... under one condition." He smiled. "Oh..." "You have to let me draw in your sketchbook with a permanent marker. Or, on your big a** forehead is fine too!" "Language, muffin head." "So...?"
I debate in my head which would be better. If I let him draw on my head, everyone will see it, but in my sketchbook, I'm trying to conserve pages..."Are there really no other options?" "Not unless you want me to force-feed you hot chili peppers and hot sauce, no. :)" "You can draw on my head."
Karma pulled out a neon green marker from seemingly out of nowhere and started writing something on my forehead. I couldn't tell what it was but I could tell that it was something bad. After he was done, he showed me a mirror and it read, 'Caca-head <3'.
At that moment, I was feeling a mixture of whatever it's called when you think something is funny, angriness, and confusion.
