Y/N POV
What should I order for lunch today?
Walking down this run down hallway, I hear gunfire. How interesting.
~ flashback ~
Walking down the hallway, I saw a girl with two low pig tales glaring at me. I see her whispering to her friends, and suddenly she ran up to me.
"Hey, you!" Himari shouts.
"Hello, my name is Y/N." I say. I notice Himari flushing a bright red.
"How dare you stay on the same level as onii-chan!" Himari pouts out.
"Who?" I see Himari's face darken.
"Obviously it's the prince of the school! The student council president!"
"Oh. Him. What about him?" I gracefully ask.
"How dare you stay on the same level as him! Lower your grades now!" says one of Himari's lackeys.
"I'm deeply sorry, but I can't do that." I say. After all, I won't have anything else to do, instead of drawing of course. Art and studying are the only things I tend to do in my freetime, I can't really give up my "hobby".
"How... H-h-how dare you! My daddy is one of the chairmen of the school! He'll send you to the End Class!" Himari yells. I just nod along. As long as I can study and draw, any class is fine.
Suddenly, Himari has a weird grin on her face. She whimpers and trips, while slapping her own face as she shouts "I-i-i-i'm s-s-sorry." I hold out my hand to help her up. I see a flock of teacher running near by.
"How dare you hit the chairman's daughters face! Are you trying to get us fired?" I hear the teachers shout. I just blankly stare and walk away. I'll let them interprate the situation however they want.
"I'm sorry Y/N, but this behavior is going to get me fired. Starting tomorrow, you will go to E class."
~ flashback end ~
"Now before we start the class, I would like to introduce a new student!" I hear Sensei say. Taking that as my cue, I walk into the room.
"hello. my name is y/n l/n. nice to meet you." I say
People started to stare. One person with blond hair said ,"Is it just me, but does it feel like she's talking in lowercase." Everyone else shrugged. I bowed my head and sat behind a girl with braids and round glasses.
I look at Sensei. So he's the one who vaporized the moon. (A/N: Karasuma told her about this.) I don't need the prize money anyway. I'll just stay put.
In the middle of class, Sensei almost got shot by a blond haired girl.
He said ", Nakamura-san. I believe I told you that assassinations should not interfere with your studies. As punishment, you will stand in the back and then attend the class lecture. "
"Sorryyy", Nakamura remorsefully says ",You don't need to turn so red like that when your angry..."
"It's lunch time," Sensei says "Sensei's going to China for a bit to eat mapo tofu. If there is anyone who would like to assassinate me, please call my cell." And suddenly, he flies off.
(A/N: I'm Chinese BTW and mapo tofu doesn't tastes that good if you ask me lol. It's a bit spicy and numbs your mouth.)
I hear people muttering, and a blue haired boy walks up to me.
"Hi!" He introduces "I'm Nagisa Shiota! You can call me Nagisa."
"Hello." I say. "I'm Y/N L/N. Nice to meet you."
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