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"All right, class! The second-term midterms are just two weeks away! The time has come at last to surpass the A Class!" Korosensei announces, cloning himself like he had last time, but this time with even more extravagant costumes. "Let's go into this red-hot! Hot! Hot!"
"That's too hot!" Maehara exclaims. Even though we had made up, Terasaka's interruption had still left us with some things to discuss which lead to a slight awkwardness between us. Besides that, after the bout with Asano at the sports festival, Korosensei put us straight to work to prepare for midterms. Even more, we still couldn't focus, not with only five months left until the deadline; Korosensei, or the whole planet. "It's payback time!" Korosensei says, egging us on.
After class, Okajima convinces most of us to practice our newfound parkour skills on the way home, talk of a shortcut making the offer all the more appealing. How, you may ask, would this be accomplished? Jumping across rooftops, of course. Because there's no better way to do it. Some of my classmates cheer while I focus on not slipping.
"What a rush!" Nakamura says gleefully.
"Aw, yeah!" Yoshida yells.
"How's this for a shortcut to the station?" Okajima questions, obviously pleased with himself.
"It's the best!" Some of the girls cheer.
"Wait up, everyone!" Isogai calls.
"No parkour outside of class!" Kataoka scolds us.
"We'll be fine!" Okajima dismisses them. "We already showed 'em we're no ordinary students at the sports festival!"
"Come on, (Y/n)! You're doing great!" Maehara says, flashing me a smile and ignoring the class reps.
"Thanks, but as fun as this is, I'll probably fall off if I go any faster." I say.
"No you wo-"
"What a shortcut!" Okajima cries out happily, though that is all shattered in an instant.
Okajima and Kimura leap down in between two buildings, a loud crash following. All of my classmates quickly jump down after them, though more carefully. I am one of the last ones on the ground, peeking around my classmates to see an old man lying on his side and clutching his leg in pain, a tipped over bike next to him, and groceries spread out over the ground. My mouth drops open and I bring a hand to my mouth.
"What was that noise?!" A young man asks, appearing from around the corner with a large bouquet in hand. His eyes widen upon seeing the man. "Oh, no! I'll call an ambulance!"
Not long after, we're all standing outside the hospital the man had been brought too. None of us had said anything since the incident, guilt overflowing out of us. Worst of all, Okajima and Kimura, as they had been the ones to actually play a role in injuring him. Karasuma has been informed and arrived as quickly as possible, staring at us with daggers in his eyes.
"A hairline fracture of the right femur." Karasuma says. "It's mild enough that he should be up and walking in a week or so, but given that you kids are a state secret, my men are negotiating a gag order and an out-of-court settlement." None of us can meet his eyes. Then we hear a familiar whoosh of air. I whirl around to see a familiar yellow blob, though shaking with anger, his expression darkening until it is almost the pure black it was when Terasaka had sacrificed Nagisa for an assassination attempt.
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