Assassination Classroom Gift-Shots

Unexpected [Nagisa x Reader]

[Gift-Shot 1 of 8 I'm submitting for this years Christmas :D And this is written for the first Wattpad Friend I ever made :D Merry Christmas xoCANDYox :D I hope you enjoy this oneshot :D]

Christmas was one of those fun and festive time of years that you spend indoors, because it's too cold to do anything else.

Unless you lived in Australia or any other part of the world where it was Summer instead.

(F/n) had no idea how Summer Christmas' worked, or even if they were any fun.

The winter equivalent was perfectly fine for (F/n), however.

There was all the different Candy, made just for the season. And not to mention all the rest of the food, too.

Smoked hams, Christmas Cakes, and all the chocolate you could set your eyes on.

For (F/n), who had an insatiable sweet-tooth much like Koro-sensei's own, Christmas was one of her favorite times of the year.

She was often jealous of Koro-sensei, who had spent the last three days scanning brochures of different stores around the world, of all the different candy that were being produced just for the season.

(F/n) wanted Koro-sensei to share some of those foreign sweets with her too, but she felt like outright asking was a bit too much, really.

So, she instead went with the second option.

She had the suspicion that Koro-sensei was itching to do something flamboyant and out-there, so she decided to write a letter to Santa, leaving it on her desk as she left for the day yesterday.

In the letter, she asked Santa for any kind of sweet that you couldn't get in Japan.

She wouldn't be disappointed if nothing happened.

But if something came of it, she'd know in the morning.

Yes, today was December 24th.

Christmas Eve.

Right now (F/n) was sitting under the kotatsu, all nice and warm while watching the latest episode of her favorite anime of the season.

A whole range of different sweets sat on the kotatsu, untouched for the most part – She was in the process of devouring a jaw-breaker, so her sweets consumption was hindered at the moment.

Right now her Mom was working in the kitchen, doing the preparations for tomorrow mornings cooking. (F/n) had volunteered to help, but much like last year, she was told to go spend her time doing other things.

It was obviously because the Christmas Cake and many other sweets were being prepared, and there was no guarantee that any of it would make it to the table if (F/n) was allowed to help.

No problem, really.

The plan for Christmas itself was that (F/n) and her immediate family were having a quiet lunch in the warmth and comfort of their own home, before everyone went to spend the night hours of Christmas with whoever they wanted to at the time.

They did this every year – It just meant that they got to do their family thing during the day, and for (F/n) and her siblings, they could go spend the evening with close friends later on. Make the best for both worlds, as it were.

Last year, (F/n) spent Christmas night hanging out with her friends from the Main Campus, but since she had dropped down to Class E, she didn't talk with anyone from the Main Campus anymore.

The sudden cut-off had hurt at the time, but on her first day in Class E, she'd made a whole new group of friends, far kinder and more sincere than her old friends.