{Karma's POV}
The final dismissal bell rung out signaling the end of class. I stood up and walked up to Nagisa with a devilish plan in mind.
"Hey Nagisa." I said.
"Oh hey Karma." Nagisa smiled.
"Can you come with me for a sec? Got something to show you." I asked.
He nodded, "sure."
I led him out behind the equipment shed with a wide, unseen smirk.
"So what did you need Kar--"
I sliced off his sentence with a kiss to his unsuspecting lips. His eyes grew wide.
"1 hit. 2 hits. 3 hits." I began counting in my head.
Nagisa made a muffled sound and struggled a bit but eventually gave in to my dominance. I gently bit his lower lip, asking for entrance.
He complied with hesitation and I immediately explored his mouth. He made a sound of surprise and it made me internally chuckle.
"55 hits. 56 hits." I continued my counting.
My hand went to the back of his head, pulling him impossibly closer. His eyes were squeezed shut and a bright blush had crawled across his pale complexion.
"97 hits. 98 hits. 99 hits." I smirked, "100 hits."
I pulled away from the smaller boy with a dominant smirk. Said boy gasped for air and panted.
"What... The hell... Was that...?" he asked between pants.
"My new assassination technique." I grinned at his confused face, "My 100 hit kiss."
