The sun was rising, and I was in position. Soon, the class was filled with my classmates. Then school started. Koro-sensei entered the room and set down his agenda on the podium. I got my perfect angle, and my finger was on the trigger. I aimed right at the center of his body. My hands started shaking, and I pulled myself back quickly. I took a deep breath. I let my aching body relax. Then I went back to the angle.One hand held the sniper firmly. The other is on the trigger. I waited an extra second before I took a deep breath and pulled the trigger. The pellet whizzed into the classroom and hit one of Koro-Sensei's tentacles head-on. Crap, I missed my shot. The few students I could see from the window looked shocked, and so did Koro-Sensei. But that didn't matter. I got up with my things. But, my foot slipped.
I went tumbling down the tree. Every little branch scratched me and ripped my shirt. I didn't let myself lay on the ground for very long. My body shot up, running for the window. Then I leaped for it. I was crouching on the ledge of the window.
I was clutching my gun before I dropped it onto the ground outside. Everyone inside seemed a bit surprised by my entrance. A few boys were slightly flustered, but I didn't care if they could see under my skirt. I pulled out the rubber knife, sitting in my waistband while lunging at Koro-Sensei with my hands above my head, ready to swing down onto him.
Very quickly, a pair of tentacles wrapped around my waist and wrists. They stopped me from advancing any closer to him. I failed to notice that the tentacle on my waist tightened the torn shirt on my body. It revealed my figure and my undergarments.
"Now, now, Miss. Oceana. You didn't think you could kill me so soon?" He said.
His face changed colors. It wasn't until I felt a breeze that I spoke out.
"Koro-Sensei, sir," I said calmly.
"Yes?" Koro-Sensei answered.
"Are you always this lewd with your students?" I asked.
There were a few seconds of silence before he realized what he was doing. His entire body went pink before he set me down on the ground. He shrunk down and curled up on the floor in embarrassment. He also covered his face to hide his shame. I threw my knife at him, successfully cutting off another tentacle. Before I went to pick it up and do more damage, a student stopped me. "Hey Phoenix, I think that's enough for now. Maybe you can try again, another day?"
I turned towards the voice, and it was a boy with his hair tied up. I glanced at the embarrassed teacher and turned on my heel to walk to my desk. Many students were trying to comfort Koro-Sensei, which seemed strange to me. Weren't we all trying to kill him?
Koro-Sensei was scolding himself, some students stood up to comfort him, and others kept telling him it was alright from their seats. I went to my desk while the commotion was going on. Once I did, I heard a voice. "Here"
Before I could turn to the owner of the voice, something black covered my head. I took it off my head and noticed it was a black blazer. I turned towards the voice I thought it belonged to. The boy next to me, Karma. He was no longer wearing that black blazer he had on with his uniform. He smirked at me and said. "You might wanna cover up there~."
His eyes looked down at the rips in my shirt. I was a bit confused by his demeanor toward me. But I quickly slipped on the blazer, said a quiet thank you, and sat down. Koro-Sensei then got back up and praised my assassination attempt.
"Great assassination attempt Miss Oceana! I had no clue you were hiding in the trees waiting to shoot me. I had no clue you were nearby at all! However, can we refrain from interrupting my lessons? It is quite the hassle," Koro-Sensei said. He added, "And please be more careful with weapons like these. What if you missed and hit one of your classmates!" He warned me while holding up my sniper that I had dropped outside.
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Fated Goodbye
FanfictionAssassination Classroom FanFic Karma Akabane X OC ----- Phoenix Oceana finds herself a part of class 3-E with no recollection of why or how she ended up in a class of misfits. With hardly any memory of herself, all she knows is that she needs to kil...