Love War and Becoming a Teacher

Shatter Point

Karma's POV
  Math sucks. There I said it, I now understand why YN hates the stuff so much. I sat in the lecture hall listening to the professor go on and on about a million different numbers, theories and systems.  Normally I would be all over solving these equations, but not the last few months, nope. I'm so confused, all I've been doing is studying, I haven't seen YN for a week now, Asuno said something about her, but I've been so stressed, I can't really remember what it was.
"Karma." Mrs. Yonker, the teacher from hell said as she handed back my test. "Make sure you study next time." She scoffed and continued to hand back the tests. I flipped my paper over only to see a bright red F pledging the top, left hand corner. I wanted to scream right there and then, but I didn't, instead I grabbed my bag and walked swiftly from the lecture hall.
All I could think about was ironically Kuro Sensei. I remember the time I had failed one of the most important exams in E Class History because I didn't study. I remember how Kuro Sensei took so far as to call me out on it, and how embarrassed I felt. I could only imagine how disappointed in me now he must be, as he watched me from wherever he was. Was I only great because he was my teacher? I shook my head and sighed as I walked into my dorm room.
     "How'd it go?" Asuno asked, as he slid on a white button up shirt to go to class.
    "Tsk." I turned my face away and back flopped onto the bed.
    "That bad?" Asuno shook his head, as he buttoned the last button near his collar bone.
      "I don't want to talk about it." I bit off each word and gritted my teeth.
Before Asuno could say anything YN opened the door and smiled. Her hair was curled and she wore a lite blue, casual dress. "Hey." She grinned.
I sat up, my face instantly going pail as my stomach dropped. "Oh my god I completely forgot about our date." I admitted. "Is there any way I could have a rain check?" I sighed. "I have got to study."
"Karma, you've been locked up in this room all week." YN's face fell. "Can't you take a small break?" She asked.
It was an innocent question, that she had every right to ask, but in that moment I couldn't had cared less. "Look, right now my grades are the most importante thing to me, and you can either except that or go the hell away!" I yelled. She had no idea what it was like. Mrs. Yonker wached my every move waiting for me to mess up and with that previous F I had no idea what she had planned for me. My class mates talk behind my back so I couldn't get into a study group, I was all alone and every second counted.
YN looked heart broken as she stared at me with wide, dark eyes. "F..fine." She choked as tears fell from her glaring eyes. She turned and was a about to leave before looking back at me. "Oh and happy meetiversary Karma. I hope you and your books have a wonderful evening." With that she slammed the dorm door closed, causing some pictures to rattle.
Again I felt that same stab of guilt hit my gut as I laid back down on my bed. "She'll get over it." I sighed as Asuno glared at me in disgust.
"I can't believe you. You two had been planning tonight for months." Asuno walked out the door leaving me to my solitude.

Your POV
    I sat in class working on a chemistry experiment, I wore a grey and pink, long, flannel shirt with black leggings and the locket Karma got me last Christmas. I had just heard about A Dorms meltdown when they all snapped out of their hangovers long enough to see that every door in their dorm was gone. It was hilarious watching them run around campus trying to find their clothes, and dignity, along with their doors, of course all they would find was a pile of ashes. A Dorm disgusted me to say the least, and now A dorm was gunning for us more than ever. Asuno said something about me being targeted by his father, I wasn't to worried considering I was a trained assassin, but Nora freaked out.
As for Karma well.., I AM PISSED! Sure it's no question he's so stressed he just happened to snap at me, but he won't apologize to me for it. I tried to talk to him about our fight but he just yelled to 'leave it alone,' so in the end he will be doing an apology tour . I'm so worried about him, normally we talk everything through, but he's just shut himself up in his room studying all the time. I doubt he really noticed how much missing our date  hurt me. It felt like he didn't even care.
Probably because he didn't. A voice inside my head sneered. No no no! I shook my head. That's not true! But deep down I couldn't help thinking it was.
    "Psst YN." Nora elbowed me in the side, brining my attention back to the Hydrogen Fluoride. "Pay attention! You mix this wrong and everything goes boom." To make her point Nora stretched her arms off and made a weird explosion noise that sounded like a dying cat.
    "Ya ya, I know." I chuckled a bent over the table to better see the graduated cylinder lines. I carefully poured the mixture of chemicals into the cylinder.
"Nice job girls." Professor Mandosa smiled as he checked our work leaning down next to me, eyeing the cylinder. He stood back up and began to walk away. "Very nice."
I check our cylinder one last time and recorded our reactions into my note book before standing back up. Without warning, out of the blue, the hairs on my neck stood on point. I had this weird feeling, like someone was staring at me. In start, I whipped around only to see all the other students were busy with their own chemicals, I rubbed my arm in an attempt to calm myself, but if being in an assassination classroom had taught me anything, it was to know when you were being watched, and I was definitely being stared at. By who, I didn't know.
    "YN, are you alright?" Nora asked, holding two very reactive chemicals too close together for my liking.
    "Ya. I guess I'm just worried about Karma." I shook my head to clear my paranoia. "Let's just get back to the experiment." I smiled and tried my best to ignore the imaginary set of eyes I swear were staring at me. I removed the dangerous chemicals from the girl and we continued with our work.
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warning it gets intense here.
Later on that evening I strolled down the lamp lit path heading back to the dorm. It was late due to my study session with my math tutor, and I was looking forward to crashing with Nora and watching war movies for an hour before lights out. The lawn was empty due to the dropping autumn temperatures and as the same feeling I had in chemistry began to sit heavily in my stomach, as I began to feel increasingly uneasy. I quickened my pace, my shoes clicking in the pavement, and it wasn't two seconds later a second pair joined them.
    "Good evening YN." A man's voice said from behind me.
I jumped and looked behind me, sighing with relief. Behind me stood a large, muscular man with black hair peppered with grey, he wore gold narrow glasses and had a slight smirk on his face.
   "Professor Mandosa, thank good..." I began to greet my chemistry professor but his large hand clamped my mouth shut. My eyes widened with horror as he dragged me away from the lit main path and to a dark ally way between two buildings. I struggled and kicked but his size and weight gave him an advantage despite my training. His hands were cold, yet clammy, over my mouth, and the arm that was wrapped around me seemed to crush my ribs.
I was terrified.
    "Do you know what it's like to watch you every day in my class?" He growled like a beast as he pinned me to the ground which was damp from the evening fog. "Watching your ass as you bend over that table?" He asked as he sat on top of me preventing me from moving despite my attempts to get free. "No?" He continued. "Well it's torturous." With that he stopped talking and removed his hand from my face only to cover it with his sick, slimy mouth, preventing me from screaming. I refused to open my mouth for him, so he grabbed my breast causing me to try to shout, and he used that advantage to slip his tong in.
    "S..stop." I cried as his hand slipped into my leggings. My skin crawled and my stomach turned as he began to touch me where his hands should had never been.
    "Sh.. Now be a good girl." He grinned. In that moment I felt my bottoms come off and something large slam into me. I tried to scream, but his hand was back on my mouth. The last hour was a blurs of horror to me, but the last thing I remember was screaming fir Karma, but knowing he wouldn't come.