☆ 耳をすませば
a girl's "frightening appearance" and "spooky character" was said to scare her classmates and "distract them from their studies", landing her a spot in class e
sawako kuronuma! reader x assassination classroom
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(name) never liked the night. It was too dark; you could never see anything. But here she was, running through it, pushing through the pain. Her tears had subsided and had left her with puffy, red eyes.
She turned into a dark alley and slumped onto the cold, dirty floor. She brought her knees close to her chest and crossed her arms, burying her head inside. Sadako. Sadako. Sadako.
I'll only ever be Sadako.
Is that all I'm made for? To scare people? To be friendless? To be alone in the end..?
"Who do we have hereee?" (name) looked up at the men before her, wondering what they would want at this hour. "Can I help you?" She asked, politely standing up and bowing.
The men laughed at her, holding onto each other by the shoulders. The three men were obviously drunk. The men slurred their words and swayed from side to side. "Soooo politee!!" One of the guys stepped up and introduced himself.
"Heyy, girlie. I'm Yamamoto. That's, uh, Suzuki, and that one'ss Yoshida" Yamamoto looked at his friends and laughed, "I just got fired!" The men joined in and they leaned on each other for support. (name) raised her hand, "Sir!"
"Yeesss, girlie?" Yamamoto mumbled, trying not to throw up. "Isn't getting fired a bad thing?" Suzuki chuckled. "His job was a janitor! Now, he's a doctor!" (name) stared at them in confusion. 'That's not possible??'
Yoshida wrapped his arm around (name). Yoshida and the other men reeked of alcohol. Just being around them made her nose burn. "Wanna go c-celebrate with us?" (name) declined him in the most polite way possible. "I'm sorry, sir. But I must return to my classmates."
Suzuki grabbed her wrist firmly. "I'm tired of all these girls being disrespectful! Just go with us!" (name) tried to pull her arm away from Suzuki. "P-Please let go!" She tried to grab his hand, but Yoshida grabbed her hand.
"It seems like we have to deal with a naughty girl."
Suzuki and Yoshida held her arms, while Yamamoto slowly walked towards her. "Sorry girlie. We gave you a chance." (name) cried, letting her tears run down. 'I just want to go home.'
BANG!
All of a sudden, Yamamoto collapses. A figure held a chair above their head and whacked Yamamoto with it, knocking him out. The person held the chair by the leg and dragged it with them.
(name) took this moment to step on Suzuki's foot. "AH!" Suzuki screamed, holding his foot and glaring up at (name). The mysterious person had pulled her away and stood above Suzuki. They raised the chair again and brought it down on his head.
WHACK!
Strawberries. Hair as bright as strawberries. Sharp, mercury eyes. Sneakers with his kimono. There's no mistaking it. Karma Akabane, in the flesh.
