fraternizing with the enemy (assassination classroom fanfiction)

Together time (Edited)

Class resumed, though focus—at least for some—was a lost cause.

At the back of the room, Karma and Ayame sat just close enough to talk without being obvious, their heads bent slightly toward one another as they whispered ideas back and forth. Each suggestion seemed worse than the last—more elaborate, more chaotic, more likely to end in punishment.

Neither of them seemed particularly concerned about that part.

At the front, Koro-sensei clapped his tentacles together, drawing the class's attention.
"Now then!" he announced brightly—while dressed head to toe as a geisha, much to everyone's confusion. "I have exciting news! The school will be hosting a two-day field trip to Kyoto!"

A ripple of murmurs spread through the room.

"So early in the year," he continued dramatically, fanning himself, "and yet tradition must be upheld!"

He spun once—unnecessarily.

"Please form groups of six!"

Chaos.

Students immediately scrambled to gather their friends, voices overlapping as alliances formed and reformed in seconds.

Everyone moved.

Except Ayame.

She remained seated, gaze drifting toward the window. The chatter around her dulled, fading into the background as her thoughts spiraled elsewhere.

Kyoto.

Time away.

Time... unaccounted for.

Her fingers curled slightly in her lap.

Her father would find out.

He always did.

And when he did...

A tear slipped down her cheek before she could stop it.

Koro-sensei noticed.

He always did.

In a flash, he appeared beside Karma, lowering his voice conspiratorially.

"Due to the uneven numbers—and given that you are currently the closest person to Miss Asano—I will allow your group to include one extra member."

Karma blinked.

"...Sure."

He didn't question it.

But the rest of the class? They absolutely did.

From across the room, several students exchanged knowing looks.

Perfect.

Karma approached quietly.

Up close, the subtle shake of Ayame's shoulders was impossible to miss.

He placed a hand gently on her shoulder.

She startled, turning quickly—but relaxed when she saw it was him.

He didn't say anything.

Just tilted his head toward the door.

Come on.

She nodded.

Together, they slipped out of the classroom.

The air outside was cool, steadying.

Ayame took a shaky breath, trying to gather herself—

—but before she could speak, Karma pulled her into a hug.