Assassination Class: Deadly Duo

01 | Little Red

<Kagi>
I stared at my long vibrant red hair, dangling from my head past my shoulder, to my hips. I looked beyond the blue eyes that were deep as the sea, in which I drowned in my own gaze. This is me.

You could say growing up without a real mom is tough, but the only thing that caught me by surprise was my period. That sweet little present I got when I turned 13 when I was training. I happened to make a fool of myself in front of Sarumi. He helped me definitely, but I grew to understand that I wasn't normal.
Fortunately, Aunt Irina came to my rescue and was able to explain why I was bleeding from my crotch and why I didn't die from blood loss. Other female discussions were provided by her, some worth knowing, others just didn't apply at my age.

KNOCK KNOCK

"Kagi, it's me. Dad."

"It's opened." I called out.

The door slowly opened and he peered in. His bed hair that caught my attention. He did look pretty stupid at the moment. Did he not look in the mirror?
I found it quite funny that mom didn't say anything to him.

"Dad, come here." I pulled him over and fixed his hair with some spray. "You can't go to work like that. What will your employees think?" I teased.

He shook his head with a chuckle. When he stopped for a moment, he noticed that my hair was growing longer. "Are you thinking about getting it cut?" He asked.

"Well...I-I like it. The color I mean. It would be a waste to cut it." I explained.

"It is beautiful." My dad smiled.

"Yeah, I know." I said as I gazed at my dad's red hair. When I really thought about it, we were close yet so far.

"Come on." He patted my head, "I'll drive today." He offered. "Irina said that Sarumi will be staying after school. Will you join him?"

"Of course." I replied. "Um-where's mom?"

It may have been weird, but it was awkward for me to call both my parents dad...so one of them had to take on the mother role. That was Nagisa.
Despite how our relationship used to be when I was younger, we've grown rather distant. But it doesn't mean I don't love him.

"He left for work already. He's a busy man."

"Stupid question." I commented on my own mistake.

"Does that mean I'll be walking over after?"

"Do you mind?" He patted my shoulder.

"Not at all." I winked.
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8:20 am

Here we are. The normal of all normal I can ever be. This school is the reason why I'd rather stick to the darker side of life. I can never go back at this point.
The people that attended are either snobby rich fellows that have connections or just plain money. And the there are the academically studious ones.
And me? This is just a cover up to seem like I fit in society.

Then there are people like Sarumi. The 3rd year ikeman of the academy. The one everyone loves. Do I hate it? I'm happy for him but I don't like the fact that the desperate girls come after me to ask whether we're together. With a reply of no, they go asking about whether he's in a relationship, or has someone he likes.

This man causes pain for me every single waking day. But I love him dearly as a brother.

"Good morning, Kagi." Sarumi greeted me at the lockers. And what do you know, girls frolicking behind him.

I kept my composure and smiled, masking the lie of who I am inside, because I am not normal. The 3rd years stared at me and I broke their battle.