prompt; sneeze
fandom; assassination classroom // ansatsu kyoushitsu
word count; 100
Water dripped from his soaking wet tentacles as the bucket rained on him, liquid running in rivulets down the pathway. His perpetrator stood proud with a mischievous look of content on his features, crossing his arms.
Itona wrinkled his face as he braced himself for his frenzy of sneezes, perpetually occurring one after another.
"Achoo!"
His sneezes were delicate and soft as his tentacles helplessly flailed; it was an action adorable enough to cherish. The usually cold and calculated assassin hid a cute interior within, one that the even the entire class could fawn over.
It was all Terasaka's fault.
