𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵. 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺-𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦

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- "You seriously did this every morning?" You asked Karma as you both hiked up the mountain to the end campus.

"It isn't as bad after awhile," he was way ahead of you

"Keyword, awhile," you huffed. "Slow down! Jesus."

"Come on, just get on my back," he laughed as he crouched down a bit, making it easier for you to jump on.

"About time you offered, jerk," you joked. "I've never been to the end campus before."

"No duh, that's why they put Koro-sensei there, so no one would find him," Karma explained. "And no one gave a shit about the E-class students so it all worked out."

"I can't believe you were really an assassin, fuck i can't believe you have three-million yen in your bank account. No way you complain about paying for shit when you have that much."

"Well I mean, couldn't kill you to pay from time to time," he chuckled, the two of you finally made it to the top of the mountain.

He held your hand, guiding you inside. He showed you everything, his desk, the weapons they had used, Koro-sensei's copy of the yearbook, even the tree he would skip class to sit under.

"He seems like he was a great guy, I'm sorry for just assuming the kidnapping shit," you rested your head on his shoulder as you both sat on the grass.

"No, don't be. It's the stupid media's fault," he sighed. "The day he died, they had all these cameras and microphones in our faces, yet they wouldn't let us speak and when they did they'd twist our words or call it stockholm syndrome."

"Still, I shouldn't have just assumed that they were telling the truth. It must've been horrible, I'm sorry."

"It was the first time I've ever cried over someone. But, it all had to happen eventually. I just wish the public never found out, that's how it was supposed to be."

Karma continued to tell you all the stories about Koro-sensei, Karasuma, Professor Bitch and things like the Okinawa field trip and the reaper. You were confused as to how someone could keep all of that secret.

"So you and Asano are friends? Jeez, and you made me feel all special," you laughed.

"No, no, no. He just felt bad I guess, we're on good terms but friends is a strong word," he jokingly rolled his eyes. "Speaking of friends, your friends seem to adore me," he said with clear sarcasm.

"Mutsuko and Mizuki are just still in a very main campus state of mind, y'know. Kaori's just salty from the whole incident but just give them time, once they see how happy you really make me they'll get nicer," you smiled. "It's my mother you've got to worry about."

"You're joking," he deadpanned. "Your friends? Fine, I can avoid them, but your mom.."

"Don't worry, she's just as mad at me as she is at you."

"I haven't even met her!"

"I told you she's nuts about this stuff, but she'll just have to deal with it. I just hope you don't mind having to deal with that for awhile..?"

"If it's for you, not at all," he smiled. "I really do love you, (Y/N)."

"I'd hope so."

"Don't be a dick," he laughed. "Say it back."

"I love you too, Karma, so much."

𝘾𝙄𝙉𝙉𝘼𝙈𝙊𝙉 𝙂𝙄𝙍𝙇 ──  k. akabane ✔Where stories live. Discover now