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In a world where shadows whisper secrets and loyalty is a fragile thread, Briar, a sharp-witted and fearless girl, finds herself entangled in a dangerous game of power and betrayal. Known for her nonchalant demeanor and unwavering b...
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The forest behind Kunugigaoka stirred softly in the morning breeze . Sunlight filtered through the branches like melted gold , spilling over the tall grass and dappling the ground with shimmering patterns .
And there , at the very heart of the clearing , Koro sensei sat in utter peace .
One tentacle delicately turned the page of an English newspaper-its corners fluttering from the wind-while another held up a cup of bright , icy soda , the straw bobbing with every satisfied sip .
" The moon is all they're talking about in America too " he murmured to himself , cheerful even in solitude . " I wish there were more interesting front-page news "
He gave a long sigh that rippled through the leaves , then reclined further into his chair , radiating that strange , paradoxical blend of warmth and menace .
From behind a wide oak , Sugino crouched low , watching him . Sweat dripped down his neck , the ball in his hand trembling slightly with anticipation .
Nagisa peeked from behind the next bushes , notebook in hand , its pages full of Koro sensei's habits and weaknesses written in neat blue ink . He nodded once , serious but supportive .
" Yep . Good luck , Sugino "
Beside him , [Your Name] smiled-soft but sharp , the kind that could cut through nerves if you caught it wrong . She raised her thumb in encouragement , her voice low and warm .
" You got this . Aim straight . Make it count "
The sunlight caught her hair just then and for a second even Nagisa glanced her way , as though her quiet confidence was contagious .
" You got it ! That ten billion is mine ! " Sugino whispered , determination flickering in his eyes .
He took his stance-body low , grip firm , every muscle drawn tight like a bowstring . The forest went still . Even the cicadas paused .
We are killers and our target is our teacher .
The ball flew at full speed towards Koro-sensei . For a heartbeat , victory felt close enough to taste .
Then-
" Good morning ! . Remember , speak up when you greet someone ! "
The voice came from behind them .
Sugino froze . His eyes darted back and there he was-Koro-sensei , glowing yellow and smiling serenely , floating just a few feet away .
The chair in the clearing was empty . The cup and paper were still there , gently rustling as if to mock them .
