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❝PEOPLE WOULD ASSUME THAT THE STRONG AND POWERFUL HAVE A SENSE OF CLASS never met Kumiko Karasuma who would rather pull some strings and cut them once she realizes that they're useless and deemed goners. Who cares about class when you have the school on their knees? Classiness is just something that she can never get used to. ❞
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CLASS A | CAPRICORN x ASANO GAKUSHUU
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CLASS A | PISCES x KARASUMA KUMIKO
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CLASS E | SCORPIO x ISOGAI YUUMA
-- PROLOGUE
Once the lights are on, you have to decide how you act, either you deserve to shine bright or you quiver under the intensity of the light. You are given the stage and everyone looks at you to get entertained, not knowing whether it'll be good or bad.
Everything has to be decided in an instant. Consequences will be delivered later as everything plays in act one.
The opening of the show has begun.
It will set the start of every story you follow, with characters that you grow to understand and learn their morals or morality. You control how they portray your character and you're the apple of their eyes.
This is how you enter a theatre that's on fire and you still entered it with a big smile. What a rotten apple.
The spotlight is on you, Kumiko. What will you do now?
An ebony-haired student entered the gates of Kunugigaoka Junior High School with nothing more than prayer. Her shoes felt the light tap of spring's green leaves, a new face joining along with spring. White-colored earphones were tucked inside her ear as pop tunes played, her school bag slung over her shoulder.
A normal girl, it seems, has entered the building.
Her shoes are swapped and her earphones are tucked away into her bag. The hallways seemed to be stranded, lacking students to fill the atmosphere. Dark brown eyes wandered to the glass windows to see students studying, heads stuck in their textbooks, scribbling something in their notebooks. It made her eyes narrow at the sight, how unsightly.
She tapped a tune with her shoes as she continued to wander, feeling that the principal's office must be near. That was when she looked at the final room beside the stairs leading upwards. She assumed that the principal's office was upstairs since she had been wandering the school for almost 20 minutes not knowing where it was.
Her song paused when she heard noises from one of the classrooms.
'How odd.' She thought, looking up to see what room was this. '2-A...' Her gaze wandered inside the room. It was louder than the others, different from the never-ending peril that their textbooks were presenting or the lingering sense of death but this one seemed normal. She still could feel the never-ending peril though.
She looked away, not realizing that violet eyes landed on her.
The writer finally sets his sights and the director is ready to control.
⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ EXTRAS
;; Pictures, GIF, and songs aren't mine, they belong to their rightful owners! I'll avoid using fan arts and anything similar to that, I also don't own Assassination Classroom! Those rights only belong to Yūsei Matsui, the only thing I made/or created was Karasuma Kumiko and other themes that aren't canon to the source material.
;; Trigger Warning or Warning overall to the themes that will definitely or subtly mention in the story: Abuse of power, Violence, Blood, Weapons, Manipulation, Death and etc.
;; There is no specific love interest! Maybe it's various, maybe it's only one, who knows?
